Historically, I’ve always been bad at waiting on/for things. I always thought of it as wasted time, and it’s a completely warped sense of reality when you arrive at 7:59 and someone comes at 8:05 versus waiting an hour and a half in a doctor’s office after checking in appear to be identical in terms…

I’m open about my sudden fondness for to-do lists, but it wasn’t always the case. Like as a kid, I loved the concept of to-do lists. And, as with most things, I took it too far. I’d put everything in my planner: take a shower. Get out of bed. Everything short of wiping my ass…

Bluesteel:2048 takes the viewer on a visual journey through fashion in the year 2048. In an era of nuclear war, climate change, and rapidly-developing technology, how will humanity adapt? Drawing inspiration from Alexander McQueen’s 2010 Plato’s Atlantis, as well as a 1980s-through-now conception of what the future is, Bluesteel:2048 is an homage to what the…

What do I deserve? I think I have a weird tic for feeling like I don’t deserve things. It could be as simple as not buying the nice bread at Trader Joe’s and getting the cheapest one. Not picking out the best slice of pie. At times I’ve gone the complete opposite direction and overdone…

Caring about someone means compromise. It means having to sacrifice a portion of yourself because you believe in the other person. A portion of your energy goes into them. Your energy may be small. It may be insignificant in a larger sense. But to another person, it may mean the world. And you should hold…

Caring about someone means compromise. It means having to sacrifice a portion of yourself because you believe in the other person. A portion of your energy goes into them. Your energy may be small. It may be insignificant in a larger sense. But to another person, it may mean the world. And you should hold…

For much of the past two years, I’ve felt like I needed to catch up to life. Events just keep cascading and everything was a state of emergency. You could get a phone call that could change everything. And it did change everything. It changed me. I’ve become angrier and more pessimistic. More bitter, hardened.…

Eleven people woke up this morning to go to Temple on the Sabbath. It was a normal Saturday. Parents had to corral their kids to get dressed, everyone had to be up early. There were probably kind words and a few arguments along the way. Hours later they were mowed down by an evil gunman.…

The following was sent in a text tonight: The last time I saw him, 2 weeks before he died (never told anyone this before) I had to make sure he drank his kombucha and we watched westerns. he expressed surprise that the new tires for my BMW he told me to get were so expensive.…

It’s worse than anger, because it’s anger that you’ve allowed to sit for awhile. It’s anger you’ve given a platform to, anger that’s fermented like kombucha, anger that’s been given time to reside within you and take hold. Resentment is anger that we ultimately hold against our own selves. It forces us to be embarrassed…