Unobstructed

I was sitting with my partner, Isobel, this afternoon in the screened-in porch of the fenced-in back...

If you only ever try to fix what you’re bad at, you might get better over time… but when you focus o...

Ten years ago I wrote a poem about climbing out of rock bottom. Today, I stared at the white words e...

Friendly reminder, the people who say that learning is another way to procrastinate have already rea...

Since I run a weekly newsletter where I publish essays and podcast episodes, I wanted to find a way ...

Most of the limits we run into in life are ones that we place on ourselves.

It was my dream to become a writer when I was growing up. Lately, I've been thinking about this a lo...

I was five when I learned a lesson in dishonesty that I wouldn’t unlearn until my twenties. The sad ...

Our childhood dreams are bright, shiny, and exciting.

My hands were shaking, but I still hit send. It was the second time a client no-showed, and realizat...

I thought maybe I’d imagined it. Until I heard it again. Then, in the darkness, I listened closer an...

“What have you been doing for fun lately?”