Archive for the 'Essays' Category


Monday, September 16th, 2013

  My back is wet when I get off the subway at Union Square, my bag sticking to my shirt and my shirt to me. The stale, muggy air of the subway stations is always significantly warmer than the air above, laced with old scents and stale stink. No one seems to mind, though. To […]


Thursday, October 22nd, 2009

I feel like I’ve been hibernating lately, moving through the world softly without making any waves. It can be kind of peaceful, just navigating quietly through the world, not exerting much energy one way or another. For me, work has been stable and life has been… stable enough. I feel as though I’ve been asleep […]


Monday, October 6th, 2008

Cooling—Tori Amos When I leave work now, the sun has already hidden behind the horizon. Summer’s death knell is softer here in California than it is back in Iowa, but it’s still palpable. The air is a little cooler as well, and my Midwestern bones are firing rapid signals to my brain telling me to […]


Wednesday, July 16th, 2008

There’s a woman who rides my bus. We always get on the 704 or 4 (whichever comes first–we know that the time it would take to wait for the express bus in lieu of the local would negate the speed of the bus) shortly after nine o’clock in the morning. We’d wait at the bus […]

Past Lives

Friday, July 4th, 2008

Only Echoes—Stuart Davis Our past lives have been on my mind lately. I don’t mean this in a reincarnation sense; rather, I refer to the many phases of our lives that we have each gone through and how one phase can be so completely different from another that it really seems like another life. We’ve […]


Monday, June 16th, 2008

Do What You Have to Do—Sarah McLachlan Every day we have to do it. It’s an unavoidable, inescapable part of life, modern or otherwise. We try to minimize how much of it we have to do, but no matter what walk of life we’re in or what our occupation there’s always going to be an […]


Thursday, June 5th, 2008

Last Dance—Sarah McLachlan I’m irresponsible. To a fault. I’ll freely admit this, as it’s something I’ve had plenty of time to adjust to and accept. Whether it’s laundry, cleaning, taking out the trash, bills, freelance projects… anything, really, I procrastinate until I get so overwhelmed that I just don’t know where to start. Then I […]


Monday, May 26th, 2008

The crush of humanity pins me to one spot in the crowded bar. I can’t move, I can barely breathe. Maybe my tolerance for crowds is diminishing—maybe I’m just not up for crowded bars any more. Maybe it’s the people there—they’re not my typical type that I tend to encounter when I usually go out […]


Monday, May 19th, 2008

In This Air — Dave Fischoff I’ve developed a strange habit. When I’m riding the bus I’ve tended to listen to the same song on repeat the whole ride, as if looped chords somehow stops time as I travel and the bus ride flies by in seconds instead of minutes. Of course it doesn’t really, […]

Week 1

Sunday, April 27th, 2008

It’s been one week since I moved back to Los Angeles, and really, everything is going swimmingly. I am getting along with my new roommates, I am proving my worth at my new job, I’m reconnecting with old friends, I’m getting the transit system down, and I’m continuing my good mood and emotional stability. It […]

Pieces about my life and other thoughts, for better or for worse. Mostly for worse.