ON THE GARDEN THAT WELCOMES, THE BIKE TRAIL THAT SOOTHES, AND THE RELATIONSHIPS THAT TEACH
ON THE GARDEN THAT WELCOMES, THE BIKE TRAIL THAT SOOTHES, AND THE RELATIONSHIPS THAT TEACH
On life right here, the absence of tools, and the tail end of spring
ON THE COMFORT OF PREDICTABLE FICTION AND THE TYRANNY AND LURE OF THE LITERAL
On aggregating the trivial, getting reacquainted with reading, and running out of sight
ON THE FREEDOM OF LOW EXPECTATIONS, SMOOTHING OVER THE SHAME, AND THE INEFFICIENCY OF WHAT MATTERS
On context-shifting, easy bonding, and developing new muscles
ON TIRED BRAINS, THE ACT OF THROWING IT BACK, AND THE BEAUTY OF NOT SUMMING IT UP
On the experience and the story of the experience, wanting just a little more time, and assuming things will go according to plan
ON THE THINGS WE BUILD WITHOUT KNOWING, THE MEANING WE FIND, AND THE MEANING WE LEAVE BEHIND FOR OTHERS
On tending the garden, hurling through the sky, and experiencing the now
ON THE VALUE OF BEING JUDGED, THE LURE OF SAMENESS, AND FITTING THE PIECES TOGETHER
On notes in the forest, how we occupy space, and that which attracts and repels
ON DREAMS THAT HAUNT, WORRY THAT STRANGLES, AND OBJECTIVITY THAT IS INHUMAN
On childlike innocence, being an observer, and understanding the messiness of the world
ON EXTREME LISTENING, HEARING OURSELVES THINK, AND LETTING OURSELVES FEEL
On the capitalism box, trying to connect all the dots, and traveling from point A to point B
ON WORKING IN SOLITUDE, SLEEPING THROUGH ART, AND THE FAILURE OF WORDS
On being generous with ourselves, appreciating our feet, and making the leap between “what” and “how”
ON PRACTICING OUR PUBLIC VOICES, PONDERING WHY WE READ, AND MOVING INTO HIGH GEAR
On moral obligations, how the gears fit together, and feeling the loss of all that we cannot read