At the airport, like I always am. Not really. I’m writing this at Mom & Dad’s kitchen table in Kent. Ever since I decided … Continue reading →

1,237 journal entries since 7/1/19. There are scattered entries before, but 7/1/19 is the day I count as the start of my journal. It’s … Continue reading →

At the airport, like I always am. Not really. I’m writing this at Mom & Dad’s kitchen table in Kent. Ever since I decided … Continue reading →

Dear Codename: Didi, I thought about you this morning. What are you doing? What are you up to? Where are you living now? I … Continue reading →

This is a journal entry from 4 years ago, almost to the day. 7/13/21 at 12:18 AM (4 years and 1 day ago) Today … Continue reading →

We were lucky— the clouds were barely wisps, so there was enough sun to say that summer had properly started, just in time for … Continue reading →

New music, huh. Where do we begin? Well, I’m dropping soon. “Loser,” the first single from True Modern Romance, comes out in less than … Continue reading →

You’re 18 and the entire world is a mysterious, wondrous, massive place bursting with Possibilities and Magic. A decade later you’re looking down the … Continue reading →

I find myself once again thrust into my unconscious. It’s a bit scary, but it’s where all the best work is done. Allow me … Continue reading →

I will write no resolution. I say this every year~ 12/31/21 at 9:07PM (2 years and 364 days ago) It’s New Year’s Eve and … Continue reading →

At the airport, like I always am. My family doesn’t travel much. I was raised with a sort of uneasy fascination with airports. I … Continue reading →