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When I.CE. comes to town there may not be signs. You will buy your pita bread and dairy-free yogurt and exchange pleasantries with the cashier who smells vaguely of cigarette smoke. You will go on walks and you will go to work and the sun will still set over the ocean every evening. Life will…
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December 4, 2025Day 1, California –> Berlin Getting your body from one point to another is exhausting. I wake up at 2 AM, drive to San Luis, park my car, walk the 1.5 miles from my friend’s house to the airport, and then fly on three different planes and walk through four different airports to…
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Annnnndddd the winners are…
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It’s a superbloom this year. It rained and gusted and poured and belched, and now the hills are a mosaic of color. Only once or twice a decade, scientists say, will a superbloom like this appear.
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I read a bunch this year, and it was a good time. I always try to read broadly–fiction, nonfiction, poetry, young adult, books with dragons, books without dragons, you know how it is. I’ve done a couple of book lists over the years, and I am always flattered and amazed that people read my recommendations…
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It is fall, I guess, and none of the leaves are turning color. That’s not true. The western sycamores in Big Sur are. The coast live oak whose leaves perpetually carpet camp’s trails. The lone sugar maple in Yosemite whose blood heart leaves people drive three, four hours just to see, just to witness.
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I went to a wedding on July 23 for my best friend from college. All of my memories of her are good ones. We were study abroad roommates and OK friends and then better friends stateside once everyone else disappeared and it was just us and the streets of Pittsburgh and Primantis at 1 AM.
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My friend’s ex girlfriend messaged him the other day, apologizing for how she behaved in their relationship. Like any good friend, he sent me screenshots of the conversation. And, like any good friend, I poured over them and gave them a thorough analysis. And, like any good friendship, we eventually talked on the phone and…
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I haven’t written on here much, even though a lot has happened and I have a lot to say. I have 19 drafts on here from throughout the years, all varying shades of completion. I view this blog as a scrapbook, a time collage. If you enjoy it, great, but it’s mostly for me. People…
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Wrote this at a food court in an Iowa mall in 2017 back in my travel writing days. This is one of the review versions, so the editing isn’t tight yet, but the good shit’s still there. It was originally published in the print edition, Issue 2, of Allegory Ridge.
