A Forest Room

I remember the conversation vividly. A couple drinks, early fall but not too chilly to be uncomfortable. The sun was down at a local hip spot. Think: hipsters and colored mood lights in full force.

She was curious but guarded, not at a place to entirely buy-in to what I…

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Childish Gambino, RIP

Childish Gambino, RIP

I started off as anything but a Childish Gambino fan. A good friend of mine has loved what Donald Glover’s been doing for a while, and in passing often mentioned him in hip-hop conversations. I always laughed it off.

All along I couldn’t get the image of Donald from his…

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Krabbé and the Col de la Sereyréde

Krabbé and the Col de la Sereyréde

Kilometer 106-108. Climbing. Hands on the bars, my wrists in front of me. They’re wet.

Kilometer 109. Col de la Sereyréde. An opening in the woods. A guardrail, a bench, a half a millstone, undoubtedly pointing out the highlights of a panorama spreading for miles around. Mist.

To the right is…

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Reflections of Yesteryear

A 180° shift is how I view the space between one year ago and today.

I think back to my marriage ending, still occasionally floating in my mind’s eye of what came before, during, and after that time. And that particular shade of black; that feeling of darkness when the tears…

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Circa Survive, Imaginary Enemy

Circa Survive, Imaginary Enemy

We all have them: songs, spreading the genres, that we return to for shifting reasons over the years. An earmark of another time. A musical trance that once meant something completely different, but still sticks with us in a fit of melancholy wrapped around new meaning. Its gravity was just…

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Remote Working, Take Two

Remote Working, Take Two

I recently returned from a two week trip across Japan with my good friend. There’s no showing off here: it was an incredible opportunity and I’m endlessly thankful for being able to tag along. While we were traveling, I was dabbling in design work for my business when time (and…

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Kaki King, Neanderthal

Kaki King, Neanderthal

Sometimes it takes a certain musician’s meanderings to fit the mood just right. For dinner parties, to work to, as background music. For me, two albums in particular have become my “nap” albums over the years. They signify effortless duals between ethereal sounds and silence, perfect to slip into rejuvenative slumber with….

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When Cycling Found Me

When Cycling Found Me

I remember trying my damnedest to run it off; to ignore the white hot pain, telling myself it was OK; but immediately feeling the weakness in the moments that followed. My patellar tendon had stretched and I knew my knee may dislocate once more if I pushed myself.

The calling…

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Making Time For No

I’ve been saying “no” a lot lately:

No to things I’d previously say “yes” to if I wasn’t being hyper aware of my mind, body, and general wellness level. No to the things that ultimately add up to more things in my life; and all that would additionally need tending….

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