Six Hundred Goodbyes
It has taken me a while to get around to writing this post. Saying goodbye is hard, and the move after those goodbyes can be hard, too. I...
Recrossed Paths, or How 18 Pesos Can Open a Heart
A few months ago, before Christmas break, I woke up early on a Tuesday. I showered, made breakfast, and waited. My ride hadn't gotten...
When Minimalism Isn't Enough
"I have one bowl." — Ron Swanson I have been very attracted to the idea of minimalism for a while now: the whole, live in a tiny house,...
Conversations With My Neighbors
I have had a lot of neighbors (having moved 23 times, and all). From my grandparents, to an aspiring rapper who sang along to his IPod,...
Love and Hospitality
My great-grandmother was a lovely woman. She had a warm but distinguished Louisianan accent, and even at age 90, she had incredibly long,...
