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Superb Midsummer Day
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Superb Midsummer Day

It’s one of those mornings that are far and few between. No outer coercion to get me out of bed before necessary. Quiet light filtering through the pale curtain hanging from my window. A cup of coffee at my side, and the knowledge that I get to be with people I love later on. On … Continue reading

Why I Write
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Why I Write

Mom’s homemade chili is simmering languidly on the stove downstairs. Scents of cinnamon, garlic, and cumin drift up through the rough wood planks of the railing separating the loft from the downstairs living room and kitchen of the cabin. Drew is working on updating our joint calendar on his computer, and Dad is halfway through a Bobby … Continue reading

January Bright
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January Bright

“It is growing cold. Winter is putting footsteps in the meadow. What whiteness boasts that sun that comes into this wood! …How coldly burns our sun! One would say its rays of light are shards of snow, one imagines the sun lives upon a snow crested peak on this day. One would say she is … Continue reading

Morning Space
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Morning Space

I am not a morning person. Last summer, I tried running a couple times before work, and it was terrible. All the neighborhoods were still dark and the streets were abandoned (pretty similar to a scary recurring dream I’ve had for years). I ate a rice cake with peanut butter on it and half a banana but … Continue reading

How Do You Think of People?
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How Do You Think of People?

What do people look like in your mind? Whether consciously or unconsciously, when you think of someone, you call to mind an abstract image: a place, objects, an action that specific person is doing. Sometimes when I think of people, it’s several actions layered on top of each other: the compilation of their essence. For … Continue reading

Rainy in DC
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Rainy in DC

After a lot of hunting, I finally found a place to plug in my phone and computer in the DC airport. It’s at a standing table overlooking ramp 25 and the dark airport and its blinking lights. It’s thunderstorming powerfully outside, and the rain is pushing great pools of water in heaps across the concrete. … Continue reading

Place of Rest (Day 8 – 14)
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Place of Rest (Day 8 – 14)

I’m in a small coffee shop called The Wake-Up Call in a little town in northern Wisconsin. An Americano steams in my cup, and two teenage girls chatter passionately about two different boys and then more slowly and cautiously about someone who had a miscarriage. It’s grey and windy out, a smattering of rain dotting … Continue reading

Day 1 – Day 7
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Day 1 – Day 7

If the following blog post is confusing to you, read this, and it will no longer be. Day 1: Hike. There’s a pretty little trail in the woods in Roseville that we hiked tonight. Mostly, I have two words to describe that trek, and they are mosquitoes and darkness. I guess it makes things more adventurous if … Continue reading

40 Days of Moving
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40 Days of Moving

I hear laughter from a group of people drift out of a cracked window from the house across the street. Someone’s radio is switched on to the talk station on a porch somewhere, and I can just barely catch the murmur of a man as he talks insistently about something. We did some spring cleaning: our … Continue reading