Tag: travel

  • Getaway

    It has become harder and harder to escape myself. My mind, endlessly churning. My anxieties, sprouting like weeds between the cracks, blooming bigger as the years wear on, fertilized by horrors in headlines. The world is beautiful, and the world is terrible. Sometimes it helps to be reminded of the former. Sometimes it helps to…

  • Quiet

    I don’t suppose anyone with an online journal can claim to want nothing from it. If we truly wanted nothing, we wouldn’t be posting on the internet, after all. But my personal relationship with blogging has gone through many evolutions over many years, and I’m in a quiet place with it right now. There’s so…

  • I had intended to post this in January, as a way of looking forward. But time sneaks by, and here we are, knocking on March’s door. Sometimes you wonder where the days and hours have gone. But in this case, I know exactly where. They’ve gone to Elmo, and flashcards, and Old MacDonald’s farm, and…

  • 1. A stout white tower rises from the mountainside. Sloping blue roof. Lotus fountains and twin temples at the base. We drive through the mist and into the heart of the mountain. Take an elevator up. We are greeted by long corridors of polished wooden cabinets, and the ocean-deep silence of the dead. We seek…

  • May in photos

    Over Memorial Day weekend, Andy and I traveled to Los Angeles for the wedding of two of our best friends from college. We made a whirlwind vacation out of it, as we often do. Highlights include: The Getty, Santa Monica, the original Los Angeles Farmers Market (which is really more of a food stall market now), a…