The surreal journey of my bike began weeks ago, the seed of a dream to have suitable Nathan-sized transportation at my disposal overseas in Korea. In the past, together we have survived some testing situations and bonded through those struggles. When we first crossed paths, he was already 10 years or so my senior, a …
Going home to the U.S. after a year of not standing on American soil, I knew that I would experience some funny and surprising moments. Barely in town 24 hours and at least three people I had never seen before were waving intimately at me as I walked down the street or calling out “hello” …
Like neurons firing around the brain, rays of sun penetrating stubborn summer clouds, or the loading pixels of this screen, my memories from the past 12 months are constantly flashing in and out of focus. The good, the bad, and the uniquely Korea come to mind among them. I’ve taken a creative hiatus from this …
The last time we were together was one to remember. You were always a friendly presence and someone who commanded respect despite not being human. There was so much depth in your eyes, whose color popped even more against your bristly white fur as you began to climb in years. Being so far away hurt …
The vacation saga continues after a riveting final winter camp class. Riveting here can be synonymous with haphazardly planned or freeform. As I briefly alluded to, my camp theme was music; I mean how much more general could I get? But the small class size and tolerance of my soon-to-be-3rd-year students allowed me to explore …