Saturday morning and it’s like a real weekend again because I’m not working the jobs where I’m currently underemployed (but thankful to have). Like being a kid again except instead of Saturday morning cartoons I read the news and ate low-fat Greek yogurt with oatmeal and honey mixed in. No one is at the house. My father is in South America skiing. My mom went to go visit family. Since nobody is home to disrupt my fantasy I decided to borrow one of their cars I could potentially have purchased with the reasonable compensation I receive from my imaginary personally-rewarding job. Now that you guys have some backstory, I’ll let you know that I’m sitting at a coffee shop contemplating my random existence. Periodically I peek out the window to check on the unnecessarily-luxurious vehicle I borrowed. I must maneuver…
Year: 2013
inspiration from a starfish
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While walking along the beach this morning I found a little starfish. Having never seen a starfish before I approached it cautiously, let it know I was an unarmed pacifist discontent with my life, just wandering the earth seeking new…
a happy story about dreams
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For the past few months I’ve had difficulty sleeping through an entire night. Most nights I wake up from nightmares revolving around a few different themes, predominantly suicide, a sense of loss and hopelessness. This may be hard for you to understand as generally my writing is incredibly cheery and heartwarming. A few months ago one of my friends committed suicide. We weren’t that that close but it was one of those cases where you…
Berlin to Miami
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So did you guys hear about that time I bought a last-minute plane ticket to travel across the world, feeling desperate and hopeless? Yeah…it’s happened a few times already this year. Here’s the most recent story about changing climates, an…
guten morgen or whatever: ramblings from a hotel breakfast
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Imagine you stayed in a medium-priced hotel, somewhere financially-conservative people between 40-70 stay. The grandmas do their hair before leaving their room. It’s almost 09:00 and you decide to go downstairs and see just how shitty the free breakfast is.…
Berlin daydream
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Last night, with the help of my current host and illustrator friend Ditte Winkelman, I purchased a ticket to Berlin. Those of you who receive my frantic e-mails already know that I’m very hopeful about this move. Maybe one day…