This morning was full of rain, but yesterday was frigid. Which means every square-inch of ground out...
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Almost 10 years ago, I woke up at 4am on Christmas morning to hike up a mountain in the dark.
Last night was cold and dark; fitting for the end of December. Outside, the wind was howling—streaki...
This week every year, like clockwork, I get sick.
It's been snowing for days at this point. A soft, knee-deep blanket of the stuff means it comes all ...
I used to worry about which parts of myself to share. The whole thing felt risky.
'Twas the night before Christmas—and I, myself, lost in thought—pondered writing a poem, but then op...
When I was a kid, a barred owl lived in the tree outside of my bedroom window. Until one day, it van...
Something about seeing a collection of letters all jumbled together makes me want to solve the puzzl...
Fear of letting people down is a hell of a way to move through the world. While drinking my morning ...
I keep learning new versions of acceptance.
I made an absolute mess and it made things so much more clear.
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