Please enjoy this post where I tell you a story about an event from my life. Nothing more, nothing less. Today’s story: A walk in the woods.

Please enjoy this post where I tell you a story about an event from my life. Nothing more, nothing less. Today’s story: A walk in the woods.
Please enjoy this post where I tell you a story about an event from my life. Nothing more, nothing less. Today’s story: A series of vignettes in Pittsburgh.
Continue reading Storytime: PittsburghPlease enjoy this post where I tell you a story about an event from my life. Nothing more, nothing less. Today’s story: A treat. Continue reading Storytime: Frownie Brownie
We’re strolling through the cemetery. It’s not morbid, I tell myself, to want to be surrounded by death, to really feel how finite things are.
Insomnia is the same at 31 as it is at 13. It’s the same as its always been. Continue reading Storytime: Insomnia
Please enjoy this post where I tell you a story about an event from my life. Nothing more, nothing less. Today’s story: Maine, it’s a magical place. Continue reading Storytime: Maine
Please enjoy this post where I tell you a story about an event from my life. Nothing more, nothing less. Today’s story: if loving robots is wrong, I don’t want to be right. Continue reading Storytime: Love in the Time of Robots
Please enjoy this post where I tell you a story about an event from my life. Nothing more, nothing less. Today’s story: disjointed memories from age three. Continue reading Storytime: 3 Years Old
I’m winning a bet. Too many years have passed so who knows what the bet was even for but I remember that I am absolutely about to win a bet at 2 am in the college dorms during freshman year. That’s why I’m waiting for the elevator when a large, round man in a safari hat saunters up to me casually. Continue reading Storytime: A World with Ice Cream
Please enjoy this post where I tell you a story about an event from my life. Nothing more, nothing less. Today’s story: A surprisingly non-romantic lesson in genetics and magic. Continue reading Storytime: The Boy With Golden Eyes