This post was supposed to be about New York but then I went to a concert and it got hijacked and is kind of about New York and kind of about God and kind of about beauty. And now it’s been two weeks and I’ve left this post untouched because the amount of reading I […]Read more "an unexpected beach"
At the office I drank out of a mug that someone had forgotten or intentionally left for communal use. It had a flowery design surrounding words in cursive: ‘If friends were flowers, I’d pick you.’ The surface sentiment was nice, but I always think how literally that means that if friends were flowers, I’d end your […]Read more "separation date"
Last night I filled up the final page of the journal I started in October 2015, while I was abroad in Florence. I bought the journal for three euros from Tiger, which if you’ve never been to is kind of like the random cheap junk section at the end of IKEA except that’s the whole […]Read more "my ‘bernice bobs her hair’ moment"