I first read Lawrence Ferlinghetti’s poetry in AP Literature my senior year of high school. I can’t remember which of
Some things that happened today, Monday, August 24: — I walked to the grocery store in full incognito mode. I
I love the elm trees on Folsom Street, and the way their leaves turn a fluorescent green as they capture
I’ve recently started “live-documenting” my morning bike rides. Not only do my “best” (relative, of course) ideas come to me
Leslie and I were talking the other day about how we only have so many “energetic” hours in our day;
It’s official: I have too many feelings. It’s very inconvenient, to have this many feelings all the time. I keep
I wake every morning before 6am, not to the sound of an alarm, but to racing thoughts in my head.
At exactly 4:07pm on Wednesday, April 8 – four days ahead of schedule – I achieved “To-Do List Zero.”(That’s my