Why I’m taking “works with children” off my resumé

The enemy comes into the world deceptively beautiful. Seeds are floating through the air, it’s spring. But this summer is different, I think, I feel older. I am eight no longer seven after all. The walnuts I used to collect to make worlds are just stale nuts in a sack. My best friends have all […]

Dreaming about capris Part 2

So I’m riding the wave of my latest identity crisis towards the goal of Bettering Myself As A Human to try and combat all the negative voices in my head telling me I’m a piece of shit. I found this documentary on Netflix called The True Cost, and spent the rest of the evening learning […]

I’m the only one at this concert

One of my earliest memories has no image attached to it. I’m not sure if I was dreaming or otherwise, but there is no visual, just sound. I was hearing the voices of people from my life at that time, swirling around and around me, picking up speed and then dropping it drastically. They were […]

I’m still dreaming about those white capris from the 6th grade

This is a really embarrassing thing for me bring up. I like to think of myself as down-to-earth and not materialistic. I don’t like consumerism as a phenomenon, I don’t like to produce waste, and I want to use my privilege to help others, not to buy shit and be wealthy. So I’ve always been […]