Lately I’ve been feeling as if I’m in a bubble. A delicate bubble of time that’s about to burst open. I’m hanging in the quiet balance before impact, before all of the wind and sound…
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5 Questions on nostalgia with Andra Stefan of Amsterdamming
I want to talk about a feeling that comes up for most of us from time to time, the one that cloys like sweet musk and has a weightiness that presses and lingers. It’s a…
Thought bubbles: that grass is greener paradox
There’s a paradox I noticed after returning home from nearly a year spent on the road. The paradox being that when I’m living a life of constant travel, at some point, I inevitably start to…
Thought bubbles: I am not this person: am I this person?
I am not this person. Am I this person? How was I this person? Questions reeling through my mind the other day, after a bad night. After a moment when I messed up. When my…
Summer days
As I walk down the street on this summer day, I’m walking through every other summer day that came before. All of the ones contained within me burst open like that barefooted girl running…