I just zoomed through John Steinbeck's Travels with Charley, a tale of a time John Steinbeck packed up a little camper and traveled for three months. A former teacher recommended the book when I told him about the road trip. Have I even talk about that here yet? I don't know. I'm also going on [...]
Category: life
The convincing problem
I'm reading a book about climate change. Scientifically, climate change is scary. But this book is giving me so much anxiety and dread for our environmental future. Like, I'm picturing a desert wasteland where we fight each other for food and water. At some point in this fight, you've gotta be the optimist. I already [...]
Confident.
I want to make another argument for the zero waste movement. This movement, for me, is about owning less and using less. It's about being more aware of what I'm putting in and on my body. Being good to the earth is a positive side effect of this movement, of course, but I have to [...]
Save the Earth (No Money Necessary)
Since starting a zero waste journey, I've been trying to keep in mind that not everyone can take the steps I can. I shared on my Instagram, but I'll repeat it here: I want to tell you all that it's okay if you can't do it. I'm coming from privilege that allows me to be [...]
the Beginning of a Journey
So as to not waste your time, I'll tell ya this post is about the following: I've recently taken my first baby steps into a zero waste lifestyle and I want to tell everyone that it really isn't as hard as I thought it would be. This post is about my background with the earth, [...]
news
We're broke in New York City The F train takes us home Our wide-eyed ways may look like A wreck where we're from It's harder than we thought it'd be We're losing blood with every beat Our song is not a dying dream You're not alone, you're not alone https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=t8P6eW5SCVw Well, now that all of [...]
year one, the poem.
felt your hot breath and your tears falling to my chest as we feared together, things to come. i sat quietly, your arms around me, with lightbulbs in my head turning on. thinking when we're old, if we make it there... i don't believe in promises, but this i swear: i know you'll love me [...]
