Arctic Survival Stories and the Conclusion of the Anthropocene
We are doomed and we know it.
We are doomed and we know it.
Through all the changes of my childhood, I always knew that my grandmother’s home would be the same.
Suddenly I was keenly aware of everything. The ring box that he slipped out of his cowboy boot.
The core value of The Office is that apathy is cool.
My Panera coffee subscription is practically worthless now—this is Starbucks territory.
My physical and emotional being are inextricably intertwined, and that’s a good thing.
Inertia doesn’t require much, after all. It never does.
Contentment has been slowly blooming for me this summer.
I am managing internal and external chaos by running until I’m really, really tired.
Reading others’ work and wondering if you could write between the gaps of their legacies.