I spelled Walida’s name wrong and I’m leaving it that way because this isn’t about me being right, it’s about me trying my best to do something good (and often failing).
She’s incredible and you should check out her work.
I spelled Walida’s name wrong and I’m leaving it that way because this isn’t about me being right, it’s about me trying my best to do something good (and often failing).
She’s incredible and you should check out her work.
This has been your awkward PSA for the day.
Telling stories.
Sometimes I decide that a moment isn’t mine to share, but sometimes I just want to keep them for myself (or ourselves).
Date night.
My girlfriend and I are planning a trip to Ohio to see my family in June. This is causing some anxiety. In both of us.
For most of my life, I have both felt very close to and completely separate from my family. In many ways, I have made a new family out here in Oregon. Some part of me wants to mix those together. Some part of me wants to protect each of them by keeping them totally separate.
There’s a chance I like this lady a bit.
Pacing backstage, dealing with the fact that feelings don’t respect the reasons you’re feeling them.
There are reasons to get out of bed in the morning.
It turns out that in the right context, I’m not so bad a dancer after all.
Happy one year anniversary, Portland.