I have no idea what I’m doing.
My parents were a smidgen older than I am now when they thrust me into existence. I didn’t have much say in the matter, but I showed up and immediately started acting like I did.
Category: travel
Pretty Cities Fading
I’m enjoying this idyllic afternoon, but soon enough, pain will return. Soon it will be my turn to suffer again.
Three Moments in Guatemala
You know how you see those black and white photos of a flurry of pigeons taking flight over colonial cobblestone streets? I just saw that a couple minutes ago.
