So, I watch a lot of black and white TV shows and Movies. Probably because it’s familiar since I grew up watching it, but I’ve been watching A LOT since I’ve been back home in Texas this year. I was obsessed with musicals like My Fair Lady, Singin’ in the Rain and black and… Continue reading Tramps, Jerks, and the Evolution of Meaning
I think I’m in love. He’s sleek. He’s sexy. He’s got that handsome, mature, salt-and-pepper look. His name is Harvey. He shares my insane affinity for road trips and adventures. There’s honestly no place I’d rather be than riding alongside him on a new adventure. He lets me vent and he gives me control over the… Continue reading Harvey
I remember the encounter well. “Don’t you guys ever wonder if you’re just a product of the culture you’ve grown up in?” The hurt and curiosity in his eyes was strategically shielded by anger. He was upset that we were meeting at his apartment and talking about an ancient text he evidently thought was ridiculous. We were just trying… Continue reading Keeping the Doubt
A former boss once said to me around Christmas time, “I’m not sure if you’re the kind of person who measures your years by calendar years or birthdays, but…” and went on to tell me how much I had grown in the previous calendar year as an employee. I probably should have paid more attention to the… Continue reading How Do You Measure A Year?
“The great man is he who in the midst of the crowd keeps with perfect sweetness the independence of solitude.” – Ralph Waldo Emerson The first step to getting help is admitting you have a problem. So here I am saying “I HAVE A PROBLEM”. His name? FOMO. This summer I have… Continue reading Socially Overcommitted
Two years ago I didn’t know a majority of the people in these photos. I was floundering. I didn’t have much of a community and I was very unsure about Los Angeles and especially about my place within it. I knew I was called here, but why? In what capacity? This week I’m reminded of… Continue reading A New Home
Dear Friend, You are not your job. Let me say that again. YOU are NOT your J.O.B. You are not your pursuit of a career. You are not that directing job, that role, that writer. You are not your talent. You are more than these things. You are more than the sinking depression and fires of… Continue reading To My Discouraged Friend