The Existential Millennial

Earlier this week, as I walking from my day job to the Starbucks where I write my freelance articles, I passed a dead crow. The crow was lying on its back under a tree by the side of the road; wings spread and legs in the air. It had apparently frozen to death in theContinue reading “The Existential Millennial”

Making Friends Is Hard to Do

It’s the common refrain of the recently relocated twenty-something: I don’t have any friends. Moving to a new city is hard. Packing is draining, moving trucks are expensive and finding a job is multi-month, soul-crushing experience. It takes a while before the dust settles enough to for you to realize that you’re completely alone. YouContinue reading “Making Friends Is Hard to Do”

A Farewell to Flagstaff

Someone once wrote that all good things must come to an end. For the past twelve years, I’ve had the privilege of living in Flagstaff, AZ. Of all the places I’ve lived in my life, this one feels the most like home. I love it here. I love the eccentric people, the wild weather, theContinue reading “A Farewell to Flagstaff”

The End of an Era

All things must end. Wind and water erode mountains, rust eats away steel, entropy unravels the universe and my university deletes my email account. I guess it was bound to happen eventually, but I’m not ready to give it up. I still use it for correspondence (and coupons), to use the school’s wireless internet andContinue reading “The End of an Era”

Death of a Goldfish

My grandfather’s passing didn’t feel real. My memories of him are vague. I remember him watching TV while sitting on the overstuffed recliner in my parents’ house, remember him shuffling around his little house in Havertown, Pennsylvania on a muggy summer’s day wearing large, dark glasses for his cataracts. I don’t remember going to theContinue reading “Death of a Goldfish”

One Small Step for Grad

There are some strange goings on in the world this week. When I woke this morning, I looked out my window, where I discovered that the willow in my backyard had grown leaves overnight. Birds were sitting on telephone lines, singing. For the first time this year, I cracked open the window above my bedContinue reading “One Small Step for Grad”