BORN RESTLESS

The word ‘whimsy’ has been floating around a lot lately. Another one of those random concepts that, seemingly overnight, takes the internet by storm and suddenly holds a hell of a lot more weight and meaning than it did a year ago. We’ve been doing this with language for as long as we can remember, […]

There is a version of me somewhere in South America still. 

She’s on a bus with no signal and a window full of Andean sky, thinking she’s just traveling. She doesn’t know yet what’s coming.

Eight months is long enough to forget who you were when you arrived.

And I know this because I’ve tried to remember.