new chapter? hell, a whole new book.

Before we Instagrammed, we texted a ton. Before that, we blogged. And before that, we wrote in our journals. My notebooks admittedly started as prayer—or "quiet time"—journals. It's so interesting to see what I prayed for. What I asked for. How I talked about God and myself. Then they quickly moved to wine-fueled scramblings about… Continue reading new chapter? hell, a whole new book.

brightness. back with me.

The weeks have been bright. There was pulling off the surprise for the best party for my best friend with her best friends: Then there was a perfect Missoula trip for work: One of the nights in Missoula, I ended a wine/inspiration/gossip-fueled dinner at one of my favorite restaurants with a colleague and decided I… Continue reading brightness. back with me.

frictioning geometry.

Tonight felt so much like what this used to feel like. Evan is gone. Backpacking. And this feels alone like I used to be. Alone. Staying up late, working on projects, drinking wine, listening to this: This whole album. And flipping through an old friend of a book, trying to help a commenter who got… Continue reading frictioning geometry.

where the smoke from a chimney ended.

Two things I very much want to share. The first is this: What 20-Somethings Want "You want to find someone who will pick you up from the airport. It’s such a kind gesture but also one you would expect from someone who loved you a reasonable amount. The thought of having to wait for a… Continue reading where the smoke from a chimney ended.

felt so close to the me.

Snow has covered everything... making everything seem fresh, new. Exhaustion exudes from me, but there is so much to share. Here are some selects before my bed wins her game of seduction... //love this cover. //obsessed with these insides. //felt so close to the me of another time. //been spending a lot of… Continue reading felt so close to the me.

alive, alone, not lonely.

It's April Fool's.  I got nothin'.  Sorry. I had this elaborate plan to convince the doctor at my routine check-up this morning that I was a hermaphrodite, but I chickened out... and she would've figured out soon enough... it was a ladydoctor appointment.  [TMI?  mehdunno.] After my appointment I disappeared to a small coffee shop… Continue reading alive, alone, not lonely.

that whole reading/reader situation.

My dear Dabney sent this to me today: I love it. The site documents what people spotted in subways are reading and give projections about that whole reading/reader situation happening. It kinda made me miss Australia; where I rode a train constantly and always had a book in hand.  [or at least bag.]  And… Continue reading that whole reading/reader situation.

like slow ferris wheels.

[just some things i very much love for your midmorning.] [designs for good music.] [a song.] [be a kid again.] [jonathan.] [coffee.] [billy.] These days every morning begins like a joke you think you have heard before, but there is no one telling it whom you can stop. One day it's about a cow who… Continue reading like slow ferris wheels.

kept and kept.

Finding myself in everything. Myself. Wow.  Am I self-involved?  Narcissistic?  Probably.  I guess.  No.  Please, no.  Probably. - Your blog is very personal. - Yeah, I guess it is... I don't know what else I would write about. Is it a sign of uneducatedness to only write about myself?  [or is the give-away the word… Continue reading kept and kept.

ride into the sunset.

Things I'm obsessed with right now... A friend with near flawless musical taste shared this: and now I am addicted.  Like, srrrrsly. One of my favorite artists: put up some new stuff. I larve it... The coolest pop-up book I have ever seen... Oh, and my love, Lindsey, has a new website that… Continue reading ride into the sunset.