A candle and a birthday wish.

A year ago today, I accidentally came up with a just-right-for-me birthday practice. I put it here, of course, and called it a letter from me-today to me-a-year-from-now. And now I just reread it. Thank you, letter. Thank you, last-year-me. Man, I had absolutely no...

Gwishes.

I am not very good at goals. Mostly because I do not like them. Navigating and mapping and adventuring are more my style, not surprisingly, because those are things that pirates like. And I’m mostly okay with wishes as long as I pretend that they’re Very...
The Fluent Self