Through a large swath of Virginia, there’s a road called the Skyline that hugs the Appalachian trail at the top of a series of mountain ridges. It’s basically exactly what you’d imagine it should be: pristine views, stretches of asphalt where you find yourself driving under, through, and above the cloudline, rain that pops up […]
Tag: rain
Making Sacred Space Where There is None
There’s this moment during a misty rain in New York City where if you look up to the skyline, the familiarity of the buildings you’ve grown accustomed to seeing in the sunshine is lost to the low-hanging clouds. If you squint, you can see one of the taller towers just peering through the fog but […]
Some thoughts on a rainy afternoon on a train from Oujda
It’s not very often that I get to just write out the mundane things, but the mundane things are sometimes the best memories I want to hold onto, just for me. I’m sitting on a train in Oujda waiting to leave, and there’s pellets of rain slapping the windshield pretty viciously. Thought I’d kill some […]
