I find pen and paper comforting, familiar, when I write. This is how I learned to write, to think, to feel.
I don't want to be convenient anymore. I don't want to be the guy people call when other offers fall through.
I’ve learned that something amazing usually can be found right under my nose — and happiness usually lies in those small things.
I wish I had more options and opportunities to explore what masculinity and being a man is and avoid years of feeling shame for who I am.
I’ve learned a few things about ghosts: pay no attention to them, and ghosts disappear on their own.
Spring has arrived, and to celebrate Ostara, a stroll around the Morikami Japanese gardens is a welcome respite from the week's hectic demands.