Last night, I went to Gasworks Park and watched the lunar eclipse. With the magical moon above and hundreds of Seattleites milling and huddling about, I thought a lot about today. And about this past yer. January 21st. Today. Six years since my bad ski accident. The less I write about personal stuff out loud—the… Continue reading SIX.
Month: January 2019
the day that didn’t exist.
January 7, 2009 didn't exist for me. A decade ago, I was on a plane to Sydney, Australia. When you're running away from a lot of things, you choose the farthest place you can swing. I left on January 6th and when I arrived in Sydney, it was January 8th. This girl was bopping around… Continue reading the day that didn’t exist.