It has been one month since my return from the holy Motherland, and, IDK, you tell me how I’m doing.
I needed this vacation.
A dispatch from the British Airways lounge at JFK, Terminal 7. I’m drinking miso soup and removing my work email from all my devices. I’ve parked my things on the table-top closest to all the self-serve free food. I deserve this, I whisper to my soul. I’ve been working nearly seven days a week for […]
Last night, my best friend and I had an obnoxious laughing fit at the Lumberyard Tavern’s early Happy Hour in Encinitas while recounting to my guest from Portland all the trouble we’ve been in all over the world—the times we should’ve died but didn’t. “We don’t die. That is our talent.” She—who shall not be […]