Outdoors
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An essay I wrote about a road trip I took in 2022. I was laid off from what my friends lovingly and I hatefully called “my fake email job” on January 14th, 2022. At first, as cajoled by all of my friends, I tried to rest. I turned off the alarm on my phone, drank
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Author’s Note: This essay is, in part, an homage to Annie Dillard’s “Living like Weasels” A deer is wild. Who knows what he thinks? He sleeps in a bed of leaves or patted down grasses that he leaves so warm you can feel it with your hand and guess how recently he was there. He
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A previously unpublished essay about how I found running – it feels a bit dated reading over it again now, so I figured I’d might as well publish it here. I think that people assume that I like running because it doesn’t hurt when I do it. They’re wrong – it almost always hurts. Sometimes
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