It’s like–the word is at our fingertips, but we’ll never grasp it. We can forgive ourselves in the middle of a midwest winter, when it’s enough to just survive. But summer is the time of times. Summer is when we live and love. Summer is when anything is possible.
Summer is half over. Time is flying. […]

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 […]