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Your Neighbor, The Superhero

Everything's either covered in black ice or white salt residue. Today I watched a postal worker wipe...

Just How I Like It

All I know is that I see things differently. I have my whole life, but I've finally learned how to s...

Bookends And Anchors

This morning was full of rain, but yesterday was frigid. Which means every square-inch of ground out...

How It Actually Happened

Almost 10 years ago, I woke up at 4am on Christmas morning to hike up a mountain in the dark.

Frame By Frame

Last night was cold and dark; fitting for the end of December. Outside, the wind was howling—streaki...

Clinging To An Escape Hatch

It's been snowing for days at this point. A soft, knee-deep blanket of the stuff means it comes all ...

As We Are

I used to worry about which parts of myself to share. The whole thing felt risky.

Barred For Life

When I was a kid, a barred owl lived in the tree outside of my bedroom window. Until one day, it van...

In Plain Sight

Something about seeing a collection of letters all jumbled together makes me want to solve the puzzl...

Eyebrows Raised

Fear of letting people down is a hell of a way to move through the world. While drinking my morning ...

In The Light

I keep learning new versions of acceptance.

Incongruence

It's nice to know that real people and real writing can still fuck you up.

Resentment Doesn't Solve It

There was a chapter of my life where kids running around would've made me angry. Even though they we...

A Story All Your Own

I still remember the look on his face when I’d said, “Alright, give it a shot.”

Choosing A Side Of The Fence

Convincing others to see the world as you do is a great way to ensure they won’t. And it’ll drive yo...

Overheard And Uncomfortable

I froze when I'd heard it. It'd been a total fluke—I hadn't meant to eavesdrop. Still, out of nowher...

Picking Up The Plot

I'm becoming more and more aware of the difference between creation and commentary. Maybe that's som...

Stories From The Stage

It'd been my fault. That much was clear. I remember feeling angry and upset. Then, just... sad.

Let It Rip

Years ago during a mountain-guiding clinic, I learned a lesson on throttling my potential I'll never...

Mean It Like You Say It

Mean it like you say it... that just sounds better to me. Say it like you mean it always felt like d...

Know Your Shit

I've been thinking about how knowing stuff and putting it into practice are two different things—thr...

Because I Had To

Cold, dark mornings make me feel the most like myself. Yes, I realize that could use a bit of clarif...

Pulled Out Of The Pit

Getting a pocket notebook and a pen was the second-best thing I ever did for my ADHD… the first was ...

Doctors Office Discoveries

At the doctor's yesterday, he'd looked at me with inquisitive eyes when I floated a pretty big thoug...

Finding Enough Courage

Today, I sat at my desk in disbelief. With the wind howling and snow spraying across the windows of ...

Looking For Labels

I've noticed a shift happening in how we communicate. All of us. I don't fully know what that means ...

Coiling Up And Falling Down

I don't know what it is about falling snowflakes that makes silence sound so good, but it's always b...






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