Wow, that sounds like such a good name for an indie rom-com. Or maybe it’s already been made. My summer lasted 178 days. April 15th I flew out of Washington DC with two suitcases, a guitar, and a plan for the next six months. Almost right away things started changing. Some things went as I… Continue reading Six Months of Summer
Tag: personal growth
Today Is Not An Adventure
This is one of those feelings blogs where I went too long without journaling and now you all have to deal with them. Today I rode on a Greyhound bus. Last night I watched “The Secret Life of Walter Mitty” and it was wonderful: the romantic life on the road, full of transcendent moments looking… Continue reading Today Is Not An Adventure
How I Came to Love my Hands (and other small mysteries)
Today, I like my hands. They have never been my favorite feature. My fingers always seemed too short and stubby. I liked my wrists: they were just the write amount of bony, looking tough and elegant. I always favored how my whole arm looked with my fist clenched. Then today I was putting on a… Continue reading How I Came to Love my Hands (and other small mysteries)