Living

I haven’t been writing here too often because I’ve been trying to get some things figured out. Specifically, faith. Faith is a tough thing for me. My problem is not with God, my problem is with the distance I feel from God. Like, am…

Yesterday in a twist of irony my landlord sent his handyman over to pressure wash the outside of the house. For three hours. In a drought. On the last day of the driest summer on record. There I was, trapped inside a building engulfed in more…

When I think of summer I think of riding my bike in flip flops, or maybe bare feet. Summer is when my skin turns brown; the hair on my arms golden, barely there. It’s the season of no comb. Summer is the sound of…

I’m basically sucking at writing here twice a week so thought I’d check in and update. Chris and I are on Kauai. All we’re doing is flopping down on the beach, snorkeling (him), stuffing our  pie holes with chocolate covered macadamia nuts (me), and…