On extended unease…

I woke up this morning feeling low. Desperately low. A low I had been avoiding for a while by busying myself with work and cleaning and writing and long distance video calls and baking cookies and buying plants and playing ukelele and building domino patterns and trying to keep a positive attitude. But this morning, … Continue reading On extended unease…

Quiet

I can hear the birds. From my apartment window, surrounded by buildings with sirens and engines and yelling that normally echo up the alleyways, bouncing off of every window and wall, I can hear the birds. They sing, squawk, chatter all day long, calling to each other across the tin roofs, as if overwhelmed with … Continue reading Quiet