When I landed in Edinburgh, the first thing I felt was relief to be on the ground and overwhelming gratefulness for having faced my fear of flying and actually gotten on the plane. The second thing I felt was a…
Amtrak and Backpacking North America
Yesterday made exactly a month since I’ve been traveling. In a way, it doesn’t feel like that long because some of the first two weeks were in America, but it was July 4th that I left Mississippi on the Amtrak…
Backpacking Europe, False Starts, and a Flying Trapeze
My parents and Chewie brought me to the airport in mid-June. It was a couple weeks after my mom’s last surgery, and she was feeling nearly normal already. I’d obsessively planned for this trip for 2 and ½ years, and…
A hard year
For the past 8 years now, I’ve written a blog post reflecting on the past year. This year it took me until the end of January to realize I hadn’t done it. It’s felt impossible to write about this year….
Calculating something like normal
Last week made a year ago that I went to work in person for the last time. The students were notified on Wednesday the 11th that they would need to go home the following week to start taking classes remotely,…
Grief and Gratitude
I re-read all my New Year’s blog posts recently—7 years worth of them. I always do a recap of things I want to remember about the year—obsessively documented statistics about the number of books I’ve read (I did keep track,…
