Various essays inspired by deliciously mundane moments had while wandering through the world.
Everyday Wanderings
It's Mother's Day. I realized not long ago that I never really called anyone mother when I was younger. Not mom or mama or mommy, either. It feels weird to call myself a mother and when I let myself stop and think about it, it still
Everyday Wanderings
It’s late on a Sunday evening and I feel like I’m rejoining the world after having been…elsewhere…for the weekend. You see, I’m fairly risk-averse on the whole, except when I’m not, and when I’m not, it’s usually because my metaphorical feet have