Mining the Abyss
When it came time for “Floating in the Forth,” the sold-out crowd sang along with Scott: “I think I’ll save suicide for another year!” I fought back tears.
When it came time for “Floating in the Forth,” the sold-out crowd sang along with Scott: “I think I’ll save suicide for another year!” I fought back tears.
I promptly forgot my Apple ID and password the day I got my first smartphone, and so I haven’t gotten a new app in about 4 years.
Every letter must only be assigned a single sound. Every sound in the English language must be represented as a letter. Each letter should be based on a regular Roman glyph with minimal, intuitive diacritic use.
It sits there, heavy.
Pot holed.
The cold, hard facts.
While at home, I went on a walk, remembering how, after a long rain, the air would smell like cupcakes or Cheerios as the fumes from General Mills wafted over the trees and rooftops.
Never before in my life have I been physically stopped in my tracks by the scent of flowers. Never until I moved to Seattle.
I think you’ll come to appreciate the vibrancy of the human spirit that started living there because someone had to.
I spent a good chunk of my prewriting time for this blog post keeping Satan at bay.
People go nuts over the fact that most people think they’re above average.
While I may have left the country a little more informed, I was mostly confused and overwhelmed about how to live life in a broken world with eight billion people who all needed food, clean water, shelter, education, and community.