Category Archives: Washington
People will die, the economy might tank, and my Italian honeymoon’s on the line, but somehow, it feels like I have a conflict of interest.
sometimes I’m sorry I was not
all green and yellow lights.
“I’m glad you’re here, Will,” said David, “because Sarah and I have an announcement to make.”
Today I smell dead quail and gunpowder. Today I taste sweat. Good things, and my attention comes on its own.
I will have you know that you all used to be one of my favorite animals.
I can’t get over how urgent this essay published in 1836 remains today. And I urgently, madly want to annoy you all with it.
I’m writing about the extraordinary.
Cognitive functions deteriorate with exhaustion; I once hallucinated midnight bicyclists and figures running through the woods after summiting Mt. Rainier.
I’m committing to following this path as best I can, although I can’t see the turns ahead and everyone disagrees about the map.