“For the Kids”

“I guess I’m alive.” I had found myself out on an adventure in my own city. Through couchsurfing.org, I had connected with a new friend, Craig, who was also a musician. After deciding that he was going to leave San Diego for good, he had come to Seattle to see what...

Standing Soft

“I have a crush on you,” I felt the words eject themselves from my mouth in a hurried torrent of sound; rushing to be heard and yet fly away as quickly as possible. As soon as I heard my voice in the air, I wanted to call the words back...

Pass It On

I set fire to the first copy of my book yesterday. I stood by the fire pit in the beginning of a first-time ritual. The proof copy was in my hands with its formatting errors and grammar mistakes. It was the very same book that I pulled out of the...

The Long Tail

“I hope you enjoyed your time off.” The words, meant as nothing more than a kind greeting, rubbed me the wrong way. “Time off?!?” I wanted to reply indignantly. I had just spent the last month working my butt off. I took a step back and a moment to breathe,...

According to Me

“You know what this makes you,” she said to me leaning in; seriousness reflected in her eyes. I laughed knowing what she was going to say, but unable to say it myself. I suppose that’s why I pay her $100 an hour. To say the things that I can’t.  Instead,...

The Ache of the Missing Present

The Ache of the Missing Present
The ache of the missing present. I feel like sometimes that’s what grief is. The realization of what you imagined to be never taking shape. I think that’s why some of the happiest people are the ones that only see the present for what it is and take inventory without...

A Little More Certainty

A Little More Certainty
I wake up to sounds. Some days it was hearing the trickle of a creek next to my window or the rushing roar of a hot air balloon. Other days it was the quiet stillness of a midwest prairie with the hiss of the wind rustling the grass, or the...

Let It Snow

Let It Snow
It was a moment of disbelief when I didn’t even have the time to be stunned. Two days prior I had been in the 100 degree heat of Moab, UT sweating just to stand still. If my future self had told my past self that two days later I would...

The Work of Living

The Work of Living
It was an unexpected and wonderful open mic night in Portland. Brendan and I were in town finishing up some gigs he had secured in the local area when we decided that we wanted to experience more music before we left for Eastern Oregon the next day. After a false...

Everyday Home

Everyday Home
I keep finding reminders of the life I’ve left behind. As my time living in Seattle draws to a close I keep finding things to stumble upon. My house is on the market at an asking price that will put me at break even after the nearly $20,000 in agent...

What I Want

What I Want
“It’s just the sheen,” she said as we looked at our options in the sand ahead of us.  I thought it had looked a little wet from the rain, and possibly the tide. I wasn’t sure if we should continue our advance upon the sand. The day was one that...
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