Happy-ish feet

Feet. The often ultra-divisive body parts that allow us to stand. I never understood the love or hate for feet. They were considered simply functional in my culture. Heavily worn, toughened, and critical to mobility… feet were used and not thought of unless they had a problem. With age and travel, I learned that many … Continue reading Happy-ish feet

My bad

Things are relative. We are living in a world where even facts and ultimate truths are called into question. Those truths get messier the further down we go into the rabbit hole of examining perception and individual realities. One of my favorite punk lyrics goes, “That’s me inside your head”. Our complex human brains are … Continue reading My bad

Sustain-able

Can any of us live “sustainably” with a chronic illness? I aspire to leaving a small carbon footprint. The IG-worthy images of reusable and minimalist lifestyles appeal to me. The idea of living light and making a more positive than negative impact on my surroundings… that all feels very right. Unfortunately, those desires tend to … Continue reading Sustain-able

Night times

A troll lives in my bedroom. Sometimes, most times, at night times, I feel him eating my feet.  He’s a big ‘ole troll. With a mouth as wide as it is deep. Having stones for teeth, their jagged and cragged bottoms dispel any illusions that the smooth fronts might create. These teeth, they don’t just … Continue reading Night times