The pandemic opened our doors. It made us vulnerable. It made us a little bit closer in the shared consensus of our imminent demise. But then, it went away. It fell back into its bad […]
Category: Writing
Don’t Look Back In Anger
There’s a beautiful and bittersweet moment that exists when the credits roll. The lights of the cinema begin pulling everyone collectively back from their own journey, back to the confusing and stormy present. One by […]
This Too, Shall Pass
Seven days later, well here we are. While I was reflecting on the week gone by of insomnia sweats and cigarettes, a constant made itself apparent to me about the memories I treasure and hold […]
Boots Of Spanish Leather II
My Girona Part One Found Here. Morning Rituals The rain was still dripping off my clothes as I silently squeaked through the still halls as I began the morning ritual. Eighteen months of living in […]
Wide Awake
The elephant in the room can’t be avoided forever. What can I say that hasn’t already been said by countless others about the beast that’s lurking across all borders. In lieu of a story tonight, […]
Minimum Wage Wanderer 