The Anchor in the Tide
How much of our individual will is merely a response to the current of the collective? We like to imagine ourselves as captains of our own vessels, steering through the days with purpose and autonomy. Yet, we are often swept up in tides far…
The Weight of Ascent
Is it the height that defines the struggle, or the collective breath held by those beneath us? We spend our lives building structures of support, stacking our hopes and our bodies upon one another, all to reach for something that remains just…
The Weight of Small Things
I spent twenty minutes this morning trying to find my keys, only to realize they were in the pocket of the coat I wore yesterday. It was a silly, frantic search that left me breathless and annoyed at my own forgetfulness. But once I finally…