6. pinchy

Homecoming

I’ve been putting off this post for a while. Maybe if I didn’t write it, I wouldn’t yet be settling down. Maybe I needed a few weeks to let the facts sink in. I needed the momentum to come to a stop. Wait for the pendulum to be still. It took me much longer to find the words, grasp the abstract ideas floating through my mind. Whatever the reason, today the last pieces fell together. Continue Reading →


5. behind the falls

The land of ice and fire

My lips were cracked and my eyes were itchy from the frigid arctic winds blowing across the lunar landscape of Northeastern Iceland. “Where the fuck are we?” I repeatedly muttered under my breath as I ran on the spot and did jumping jacks to warm myself against the biting cold. Continue Reading →