Two years ago a Sunday with nothing scheduled would have made me anxious by noon. I'd start inventin...
They were maybe seventy, eating lunch at the café where I work most mornings. Not talking much — the...
I remember a Tuesday morning last fall. My coffee was going cold, the kitchen counter covered in cru...
I took the long way back from the coffee shop last Thursday, not for any reason, just because it was...
I remember sitting across from my friend Lena at a cramped café, watching her agree to pick up her c...
"Do the difficult things while they are easy and do the great things while they are small."
——Lao...
I remember the spilled milk. Not the first time, years ago, when a tipped cup sent me into a shame s...
I was sitting on the bathroom floor at 3 a.m. My son, just two years old, had finally gone quiet aft...
I remember sitting in my car outside a party I didn't want to attend, practicing a laugh I didn't fe...
I found a photo on my phone from two years ago — me at a café I used to work from on Fridays, laptop...