It looks like winter again. The view from the balcony right now is white. Trees, buildings, roads, they’re a mishapen grey blur through the filter of blowing snow. …
A Break-ish
I haven’t posted in a few days. I didn’t even write. It felt strange. But I needed it. For an entire year, I challenged myself to publish daily. …
Conversation
I detest small talk because it lacks everything I love about conversing. Conversation is a dance. There’s reciprocity, thought, debate and exchange. With conversation, you learn something. Sometimes …
With Nothing
Last week as I wandered aimlessly through the city centre, I carried a coffee in one hand and my camera in another. Although my walk served no real …
Thin Lines
The other day I wrote about walking the line between pride and arrogance. In the days since, I’ve noticed how common such a line is. With the selfishness …