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The Rules of Fear

Now that I'm an adult, you'd think the logic of my rules would be more complete, but the logic remains the same.

I Don't Understand Poetry

I must admit something, and it's embarrassing: I don't understand a lot of poetry... On paper, I've got all the tools I need. Then why do I feel like such a confounded failure?

On Feeling Alive

This is the promise of van-life. To live bold so that every moment feels, if not planned, deliberate. Earned. Well spent. Alive.

On Forgetting

There are some memories we think we'll never forget. And that may be true, especially of life's defining moments. A first kiss. A winning shot. Famously, the first time experiencing ice. How could we ever let them go?