The Places You Have Come To Fear the Most

A couple of months ago, I wrote about my cat, Mr. Buckley. Tonight, I write to tell you and to grieve the fact he is no longer here. As soon as I left the vet clinic, empty carrier in hand, the skies opened up and poured rain the whole way home. It felt a bitContinue reading “The Places You Have Come To Fear the Most”

A Fountain of Inconvenient Feelings

How do we truly connect in a world full of short-term moments? Where do we begin to truly recognize who people are and stop making judgments based on physiognomy? I don’t have the answers to either this week. The weekend felt heavy and I find myself going deeper down the introspection rabbit hole than IContinue reading “A Fountain of Inconvenient Feelings”