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A week with friends
It's one of those nights where I've done a little bit of everything--watching, reading, writing, snacking--but it all still feels...
May 35 min read
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back in Seattle
On the way back from getting dumplings and mojitos, Austin said everyone's driving like crazy, and I said it's because of the moon, and...
Apr 193 min read
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iceland notes
I’m sitting in Brenna’s kitchen, Parisian café music playing from the Alexa behind me. Everyone is still asleep; I slept longer than I...
Mar 286 min read
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the final week
I pass Oma's neighbor today in the stairwell. I didn't realize she ever left her apartment without medical transport, but there she was,...
Mar 215 min read
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Paris, Part Two
Sunday The day started with a flapping shoe: the only shoes Austin brought to Paris--a vintage pair of fur-lined boots from my Opa--were...
Mar 87 min read
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Paris, Part One
Friday Austin and I arrived in Paris on a Friday afternoon and hopped on a mostly empty coach bus to take us to our train station. The...
Mar 88 min read
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Berlin, again
For months I didn’t feel like writing, but time always rebalances me, encourages me to check back in. I was convinced I’d lose all the...
Feb 226 min read
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