About a block from my school is a park with a playground. Several of the kids who walk home dash there after school, and watching sixth, seventh, and eighth graders goof off in that area is my favorite part of the day. I try not to look like a creeper, but I drive as slow as I can because watching… View Post

This is a picture of a coffee shop I found in the basement of a watch shop. It’s one of the most beautiful coffee shops in the world, I am sure of it. It’s quiet save for the humming of that melodious noise of perfect coffee drinks being prepared, and the soft sounds of Elliot Smith wondering about all things… View Post

“I was thinking of about you driving to Detroit this morning.” This is from the piano teacher. She always chats with me for a few minutes before and after the lessons. Before class today, she noticed I didn’t have my usual stack of papers to grade, and instead was holding a copy of Cheryl Strayed’s Wild. I picked it up at… View Post

The girls take piano lessons across the street from a house Jesse and I considered putting a bid on. We called it, “the beach house,” because it reminded us of the type of houses we’ve seen in OBX. We liked the house a lot, and if we hadn’t seen the home we are living in now, we probably would’ve put… View Post

To get to Anderson University from Ann Arbor, you have to drive through Defiance County. You’ll pass about ten signs for different towns in Defiance, and I wonder what it would be like to say you grew up in this place. “I am from Defiance,” I said in the car because it was just me and I wanted to hear… View Post