Sometimes the light’s all shinin’ on me/Other times I can barely see.

Pride. Ego. The humble brag. Just do your job.

Spring FORWARD.

Maybe everything isn’t literal? Maybe it is to a writer.

The words we use, overuse, weaken.

From the annuls of adulting.

It is sudden. It is magic. It is real.

A day of debauchery, violence, martyrdom, and cute cards

Open your eyes. You can fly.

I got the music in me.

In praise of neighbors and those who help. Also peacocks.

The future is plastic. The future is now.

We hold two passports.

When a routine is a ritual

There’s magic in meeting on the trail.

Navigating the space between self-reliance and interconnectedness.

“The power to question is the basis of all human progress.” – Indira Gandhi

This may make a believer out of you.

May all be fed. May all be healed. May all be loved.