My deepest, unspoken, fear is to inconvenience people. That’s why I cross my legs and pull in my arms to take as little space as possible when sitting in a group. That’s why I’ll hold my pee the entire flight to Barcelona from San Francisco as to not wake up the person sitting in the aisle seat. That’s why I […]

I’ve been sitting in this tension. So much so that I cried on my way to work. But I guess me crying isn’t really a valid measurement of anything because I cry about everything. But I cried, and I cried with so much pain because I knew both what Jesus did and what Judas did. Because what Judas did was […]

I just drove home from Ewa Beach, and I didn’t spend the entire car ride talking to someone on the phone. I did, however, spend the entire car ride off-and-on uncontrollably crying. I’ve been thinking a lot over the past week about how I feel. How I really, truly feel. Because sooner rather than later, what everyone else feels will […]

My normal walk route is two miles. One mile up to the light and one mile back. After about a mile going up the street, the incline starts to get more noticeable. Once I pass the town houses I know that I’m going to have to start pushing. I swing my arms even faster. I stretch my legs even further- […]

I went to the beach. It was nice, sunny, not extremely crowded. I even went in the water. Not fully submerged but up to my shoulders. I love the beach and it is a sacred space for me, but as soon as I got home and laid on my bed alone, it hit. So I called anyone and everyone who […]