His phone was dead by the time I had reached the thirtieth attempt. It was no surprise in either … More
Tag: writing
January Eighth
Five years prior to January 8, 2017 was a day in which I thought my life was over. I was … More
Boogers and Boys
Brandon was a slightly slumpish kid in my second grade class. My autocorrect is telling me that slumpish is not … More
Gone to Austin
Yesterday marked one week in this new city I call home. It’s been a strange experience thus far, speaking from an … More
Dear Indiana
It’s funny to think about the fact that if I were to have waited maybe, what? Thirty more seconds, I … More
The Rest of Your Days
It’s crazy to think that life can drastically change over night. Even then that is stretching it because we all … More
Little Moments
Back in February I was visiting Angie in San Marcos. We had absolutely nothing planned — except for a jam … More
What I Learned About Myself While Working My First Job As A Writer
When I was a pre-teen with an attitude I would lock myself in my room, learn fun codes for my … More
Big Magic and Little People
I am a firm believer in the mantra that everything happens for a reason. Some of those reasons appear in … More