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April 2nd, 2014 I check the clock for the 15th time in the last hour. As long as we don’t make any wrong turns we should be fine. There’s […]
April 2nd, 2014 I check the clock for the 15th time in the last hour. As long as we don’t make any wrong turns we should be fine. There’s […]
November 22nd, 2013 Day 213 My layers are barely holding up as the mountain air manages to creep its way through each one somehow. I wish I would have worn […]
November 17th, 2013 Day 208 The edge of the moon looks so perfectly round and every little dimple, smudge and scratch across the surface lets me get to know this […]
November 1st, 2013 Day 192 This line is moving so slowly. There are about 75 people standing in front of me, a human barrier between me and the warmth of […]
November 26th, 2013 Day 217 My body feels nourished, perhaps over-nourished and tired. It’s been a long day of work and the cold weather has been wearing at my body. […]
September 28, 2013 Day 158 Bending, twisting, welding, clamping, drilling. Metals manipulated, transformed into practicality, rendered for use. Ultraviolet sparks spray from the welding gun landing on the floor like […]
September 12th, 2013 Day 142… Bass is rattling the framed painting on the wall next to me. I can also feel it on the second story banister I’m leaning on. […]
September 8th, 2013 Day 138 80’s pop music again. I hear it faintly way past the other side of the parking lot. There’s only one car parked here this morning, […]
September 3rd, 2013 Day 133 I step out of the bus into the cool fresh air. First step of the journey completed. I rode without a ticket so it’s more […]