I quite enjoy the view from the bridges I run on. The Port glimmers in the distance, and the rustling tree branches dampen the hum of traffic. My lungs filled with cool air as I climbed the elevation on my newly established route. I thought of all the cities I’ve run in; the landmarks that […]
Since moving in, I have had a never-ending to-do list of projects and housework. The fair warning I got from others was right—I don’t believe one is ever “finished” with housework, and such is the detriment to being a homeowner. It takes up your time, your energy, and your money. This past month, I’ve focused
When he asked about my near future plans during my job interview, I feared coming across as yet another aimless millennial. I moved to Seattle two and a half years ago on a whim, dreaming of possibilities—of opportunities for this new chapter of my life, muddled by the reality of being a twentysomething in this
I lead my life today as an openly gay man; one (mostly) unafraid to claim myself as such. I still remember the harshness of the closet. It dictated my words, my actions, and my life. Every slur and homophobic remark I heard felt like heavy bricks stacked against the closet door, further trapping me in
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I’ve lived in this neighborhood since I first moved to Seattle. I remember the sights unfolding before my bright eyes: the colorful people, the pocket parks, the urban chic and tragic. I talked up the neighborhood as my iridescent home. When out-of-town visitors started to come, I was elated to craft itineraries that showcased the
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