Day Sixteen: When I Grow Up

Day Sixteen: When I Grow Up

When I grow up, I’d like to be more fun. I think I take myself too seriously most of the time. I’ve spent so much of my life focused on growing up that I’m not sure what grown up is meant to look like. I’d really like to be good at playing.  I’d like to be the...
Day Fifteen: Something I’m Afraid Of

Day Fifteen: Something I’m Afraid Of

I’m scared of dying without being finished but mostly I’m scared of missing the point. Of missing the opportunity that was destined for me, even despite the fact I don’t think the world works quite that way. But fear is irrational until we figure out how to disarm...
Day Fourteen: I’m Begging You

Day Fourteen: I’m Begging You

What’s the difference between begging and praying? I was once taught that we pray so that our desires might align with God’s plans; in other words, prayer is a long slow submission. I don’t beg people, I mostly have begged God but usually with resignation. By the time...
Day Thirteen: Public Transportation

Day Thirteen: Public Transportation

I grew up on the sound of trains, which is probably why I like riding them so much. The rumble forward and the side to side roll of the carriages jostling along has always been comforting to me. Like a carriage of one hundred conversations I guess, that rumble always...
Day Twelve: Your Life’s Soundtrack

Day Twelve: Your Life’s Soundtrack

I remember talking out loud when I was young, in imaginary and practice conversations. I still do that, practice talking to the people who matter or the stories that are important to tell. I remember talking to God at five years old and I distinctly remember not...