So, I’ve done it. I’m back in the US, away from my ex and officially and now safely single. Great. Fantastic news. I’m free. I can do whatever I want. I can see whomever I want. I… uh… hmm. Well, this is just a whole other can of worms, now…

I came to climate change through food and grief and social justice. I will probably be talking a lot more about all of that in the coming months, as I embark on a new venture to re-tool my life as best I can to implement the things I’ve learned and…

Late January is a weird in-between time for a lot of people. The holidays are over and the excitement of New Year’s resolutions are beginning to fade, but there’s still a lot of cold, dark winter left to get through. I like to embrace the dark and the cold at…

Let’s talk about agoraphobia and the pandemic. — I haven’t spoken much about this in the past, mostly because I haven’t wanted it to define me, but the older I get, the harder it gets to tell the difference between something that’s “wrong” with me and something that’s just different from most people. Which is to say, I…

This list was extremely hard for me to narrow down, so much so that I was originally aiming for a nice, round 10 choices but ended up with 12. I couldn’t make myself cut two more. I read 91 books in 2022, and if I’m not mistaken, only two of…

November is National Native American Heritage Month in the US, and also the month in which a lot of Americans wheel out a disturbing revision of history related to Native communities on one of the culture’s biggest holidays, so I thought it would be a good time to highlight work…

I live in Seoul, just about five minutes up the street from the Hamilton Hotel, where this weekend’s horrific and tragic events unfolded around midnight on Saturday. I heard the sirens long before news started to break online and actually first heard about what was going on when I turned…

I’ve gone back and forth about whether or not to write this, but I keep thinking about a show I watched around this time last year and the effect that it had on me. You can read more of my thoughts about the show, Maid, here. I wasn’t ready to…

When I was 14, I woke up one morning around 4am to hear my mother screaming and sobbing in the living room. I climbed out of bed and went out to find her on her knees with the phone pressed to her ear. For a little over a year, since…