Here we are: orphans of truth in a society that continually casts meaning aside. We felt something inexplicable–a sense of purpose like a relic of childhood–a trailing cloud of glory that began fading long ago. Yet as we grew we could not ignore a sense of mystery shrouded beneath the rules and the routines. We […]

The next day is always rough, but I have never regretted staying up all night lost in conversation.

The double-edged sword of overthinking is my favorite weapon. It lets me cut through the illusions with which society attacks while carving chunks of contentment from my life. The past few days have been fraught with existential turbulence. Social theory, emotions, and identity are all stirring in the brain cauldron, and I think the dish […]

…I’ve been in a Cloud Cult mood.

It took me a long time to adjust to Chicago. I spent most the winter in a mild depression, learning about isolation and perseverance. I worked as a bike messenger for several months–begrudging the cold, sleeping harder than ever, and coming face to face with classism. Most of my energy was consumed by the daily […]

I serve brunch at a local restaurant. Today, being Mother’s Day, is one of the busiest brunch days of the year. Last night after blogging I carefully set two alarms, double checked the time and volume, and went peacefully to sleep. And I slept. I slept until after noon. My eyes flicked open and I […]

Last night I put the new Atmosphere album on my ipod, and went out for a walk. I usually bike, but I wanted to give this album my full attention. My steps were slow and purposeful as I dissolved into my headphones. I think I love Atmosphere because they manage to perfectly capture what I […]