A few weeks ago, I was listening to NPR in my car, as I often do. In between world news and the circus that is a presidential election year, came ...
A friend I was recently hanging out with at a wedding said, “I don’t think people read blogs anymore.” She hasn’t been blogging much herse...
I still remember that weird feeling of publishing something “on the internet” and getting comments and emails from complete strangers saying t...
A few weeks ago, I went to a Summer Camp-themed wedding where one of our activities included a Ropes Course. I bragged to our friends that I had d...
Living in a twelve unit building where my primary view is an arm-length's peek into other people's apartment windows, I've realized how much this ...
Everything starts anew. Year after year that I live in San Francisco, I am reminded that the fog will roll in right around my birthday. And I will...
At some point in your life, I'm sure you've found yourself wanting something to last forever, however long that felt at the time. In high school, ...
My first spring in Seattle and I’m already learning what it means to get ‘hit’ by the passing season. Coming from California, where spring i...
When you are a wordy person, there is an expectation that you should always know what to say. Wordy people know how to write a thank you card, a M...
Megan and I met some time ago, when she was still living in San Francisco. I won't go into some of the big life changes she was going through at t...