The Freedom and Imprisonment of Being a Toddler, or Vacationing in Virginia

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 […]

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 […]