Virtue begins at the coffee maker. Virtue begins at the coffee maker.

The slow cup

A small memory about a coffee maker, a quiet morning, and the pace I didn’t realize I was living at.
The Fishing Trip

The fishing trip

A quiet Saturday, three old friends, and a borrowed set of fishing poles. We didn’t catch a thing, but somehow, everything changed.
my favorite albums

My favorite albums

An ode to the albums that defined growing up, falling in love, and finding meaning. Part memoir, part mixtape, all heart.
the houston oilers

The Oilers guy

Hope, heartbreak, and a 28-point lead. Pretty much my coming-of-age story.
friday night tights

Friday night tights

The night I went looking for my soccer uniform and ended up having an emotional moment with a onesie. It happens.