The Smell of Douglas Fir
Am I a product of all of the sticks, stones, and leaves I have encountered throughout my life?
Echoes and Afterimages
I wish I didn’t have to wait months at a time to see Hannah. I wish I could have been there to congratulate Katherine on the baby. I wish I could be in two places at once: my church and house church with Luke and Lauren.
Remind Me
Remind me that starting something new is the hardest part.
Hometown Appreciation
I’m only just now exploring places I’ve driven past hundreds of times.
On Serving (Not in the Cool Gen Z Way)
I began to wonder what it’d feel like to stop and ask myself if I really wanted to go the extra mile.
Return to Form
Enough time has passed that I’ve been able to successfully reclaim sandwiches.
My Brain Gaslights Me
Did I really have to keep shrinking myself? Does it even matter that my friends get uncomfortable?
For SARS-CoV-2, Apply 8 Oz.
Even I am not enough of an instruction fundamentalist to get a measuring cup out while cleaning the toilet.
300 Square Feet
What was sweet about the past two years?
To Kill, or Not to Kill? (A Bug.)
I hate ants for their determination and fearlessness.
