From the End

Things are precarious right now. I am writing this from the other end of a pandemic. Or maybe from the middle. Or even the beginning. I guess we'll see, won't we? For a while now (since this post, really) I've stayed mostly at home, cooped up with my family while we avoided the world. I'm … Continue reading From the End

Nearly Nine Years

When I approached the counter of the Starbucks I'm currently writing this from, the barista, Michelle, greeted me by name. This Starbucks is across the city from where I live, so this was slightly concerning. However, it's five minutes from Heritage Park where I've been going to rehearsal five times a week for the last … Continue reading Nearly Nine Years