Market Memories
How did we find it? Where exactly did this core memory take place?
Fainting in D.C.
“You sure you haven’t been smoking weed?” he asked for the third time. “It’s fine if you have, it’s legal.”
Lessons and Carrels
If they checked IDs, I’d never get in. But they don’t, and I wrote my paper, feeling like maybe I understood this place better than its students.
A Big Corner
There are single family homes and giant, shiny apartment buildings and about six 7-Elevens in my square mile.
Tips from a Year of Museuming
Whenever I enter a museum, I rediscover rhythms that I haven’t used since my last trip to Adventureland for nerds.
Christmas Eve, Anticipation, and Alexander Ovechkin
There’s something about Waldorf, Maryland that just screams “mundane!”
Mopeds
As her name suggested, Libertad would be freedom for me.
Froot Loops and How to Fill My Days
If I were to sit down with past Christina I’d want to relieve some of that angst, although I’m not sure if she’d like the answers I’d give.
Holding the Metaphor Lightly
Metaphors are tools for meaning-making, and when those tools have harvested bushel after bushel of meaning for my life, of course I struggle to see them as incomplete, limiting, or dangerous.
My Life Stages (Seen Through Transportation)
I’m still afraid I’m boarding the wrong train.
