A Journey of Advent
For months, I have been waiting for news about my dream opportunity. I have held back from any long-term commitments for the sake of a possibility. I have been expectantly been waiting for news—any news.
May
“It is our choices, Harry, that show what we truly are,” Dumbledore says, “far more than our abilities.”
You Have Always Been With Me: Musings from the Heart of an Enneagram 3
Enneagram 3, The Achiever: Adaptable, Excelling, Driven, and Image-Conscious.
Matt Cambridge, nice to meet you.
Winter Blessing
May you warm your body under thick blankets, your hands by radiators, your feet in old slippers.
Coming Out Ruined Christmas Eve
I remind myself that no one is watching me, probably. Nobody is passing judgement on Christmas Eve.
Sorry, Goodreads: Rethinking Reading Challenges
I’ve made a list of twenty authors—twelve who wrote after 1900 and eight from the centuries before—whose work I’m going to limit myself to.
I’m Passionate about the Bridges in Taylor Swift Breakup Songs
I recently tried to explain heartbreak to someone who has never had their heart broken. It didn’t go well.
Offerings and Exaltations
Sadness is that way: temporal. Each encounter comes with a demand singular to the day of its arrival: here is a powerful feeling, attend to it, reconcile its nature with yours.
Politics as Usual…feat. Chance the Rapper
The word alderman has Anglo-Saxon origins: a noble (serving the king) as ruler of a local district. Quite literally it means “old man.”
Let It Snow
In other words, despite my litany of previous posts to the contrary, Advent may yet find me sneaking into back-row pews and singing “O Come, O Come Emmanuel.”
