Ten Years and Four Seconds: A Cold Can, a Snorlax, and a Voice Memo in My Pajamas August 19, 2026 On ten years sober, a pool noodle and tongs, and the version of me who noticed.
Comps, Confrontation, and the Gatekeeper in Mentor Cosplay August 18, 2026 On manipulated screenshots, mentors in disguise, and the bottle of Jones Soda in the back of my closet.
Sock Drawer Wisdom, One Really Compelling Argument, and the Coat Rack in the Corner July 10, 2026 On chasing sunsets and sirens, the flow state I forgot I was allowed to have, and the pattern I refused to participate in.
A Cage With a Nice Paint Job (And Other Things I Mistook for Loyalty) June 8, 2026 On praying for signs, ignoring them anyway, and the cage I mistook for an opportunity.
Two and a Half Hours From Frozen to Fearless May 15, 2026 On overhead compartments, speakerphone audacity, and the very small act of using a train bathroom.
Pinterest Boards, Worm Farms, and the Hole I’m Not Crawling Into This Time April 30, 2026 On microwaved corndogs, a duffel bag of shame, and the second time I almost vanished.
How Very Live Laugh Love of Me April 20, 2026 On an old friend, a question I didn’t mean to ask myself, and a sign I’m deciding to keep.
Career Change, Identity Crisis, and a Toddler With Opinions February 18, 2026 On career changes, grief, toddler coups, and choosing anxiety every morning like it’s a vitamin.
How to Show Up When You Don’t Have Answers January 17, 2026 On “have you tried drinking more water,” the urge to fix what you can’t, and the very low bar of not being that guy.
Putting Out Open House Signs and Other Acts of Bravery January 13, 2026 On dissociating at intersections, the supporting role of signs, and the long stick I keep in my car for spiders.
Giving Myself Permission to Take Up Space January 8, 2026 On being new, going slow, and the weird ways your personality leaks out when you try to take up less space.
On Starting (Again) January 2, 2026 On being consistently inconsistent, the casualties of a bad month, and the coats I still haven’t hung up.
Homebody & Heart: Why I Chose Real Estate (And Why It Chose Me) November 13, 2025 On white wine in coffee cups, a weekend in Tacoma that became forever, and the stranger from real estate school who wouldn’t let me quit before I started.