Relief Efforts 🇵🇷

“Hot towel, sir?” As I grabbed the steaming white washcloth and began to rub my hands with it, the broken blister on my right hand stung a little, and the dichotomy of the moment was striking to me. Just 18 hours prior, I had created–and broken–that...

Ten Years, London.

I wasn’t exactly prepared to get a tad emotional at Medieval Times. I mean, it’s a place where grown men and women don renaissance faire garb to play knights and princesses. But the moment you knelt before the “king,” were covered with the cape and were pronounced a...

Clock-ins and Click-Throughs

Relationships, at their best, are less about the short-term annoyances we face and are more about the long game. I get that. I understand there will be days when we wonder to ourselves, “Is this worth it?” hoping that something, somewhere, somehow...

The Blessing of Being Bloodless

There was this random song title that popped in my head this morning: “The Blessing of Being Bloodless.” It’s a song from a real album that posed itself as a soundtrack for a movie that was not real. I’ve thought of 100 other things to write about today, but the...

Embracing the Sequels

There’s that moment in every major epic movie where the hero accomplishes his task, finishes his quest or otherwise finds what he’s looking for, and there’s great celebration and fireworks and confetti, and everyone’s happy and celebrating. Think about the scene at...