little boxes

I've been thinking a lot about the hard work it takes to realize personal goals. I'm a quitter, you see. A lot of my high school graduating class has successfully transitioned to "normal" adult life. They work at banks, in cubicles, or at medical offices. They wear suits or scrubs. They participate in the thrill … Continue reading little boxes


We move in a week. Daniel and I both feel a sort of stagnant anxiety. The move is inevitable. It is approaching quickly. We have a lot to do. I've lived in Florida for almost 14 years - that's most of my life. I never didn't like it, but I've grown to love it - … Continue reading recollections