Lying in my hospital bed, eating a nice, thiiickkk burrito, I had a revelation: “I never would have been able to do this before.” Meaning, I never would have been able to lie in a hospital bed, unable to run or bike or even walk, and eat food I truly… Keep reading "Making Room"

I’m not gonna sit here and pretend that I cook for myself every night, or even most nights. Approximately four out of five nights a week, I get home from work and am too tired to do anything besides microwave a Trader Joe’s frozen meal (two meals, actually, since the… Keep reading "This is Not a Recipe Blog"

So it’s a sunny Saturday afternoon in San Francisco and I’m sitting by the window thinking about how much I love… sun and Saturdays and San Francisco. What a coincidence! Our landlords above me are blasting music that I’m not super into but I’m too lazy to find my headphones so… Keep reading "Satur-gratitude (tried to mash the words “Saturday” and “gratitude” but it didn’t quite work)"

(I wrote this in my journal some time last year and was inspired to post it while riding the train to Palo Alto this morning. I used the name “Tim” to respect the employee’s privacy, but sent him an email asking if he wouldn’t mind if I share his real… Keep reading "An Ode to “Tim” From the Bike Shop"