I was walking in Central Park last spring with my friend from college, not talking much, because I had nothing to say. As we were walking…
You made Sundays into something sweet. Sunday were the days I always hated. Now they’re different with you. You calm me when my serpent brain takes over. You don’t even know…
It was love.
A drop in the ocean
There was a time when the sun felt like darkness, and darkness was still darkness. It was all the same. I got caught in a riptide and swept out to sea. At first I thought I was…
For some reason, I needed to come to Amsterdam to remember.