Newsletter #134: Nothing Left on the Line

Just past 5 p.m., I was in the garage painting a shelf for our bedroom—the last uncompleted “must complete today” task on my list. If successfully finished, this would mark the first day since our move where I got everything I’d wanted done, done. My mental health was on the line. I rolled the dusky … Continue reading Newsletter #134: Nothing Left on the Line

Newsletter #133: No GPS Required

Vision: seeing things for what they can be, not what they are. - Sam Presti We moved to Oklahoma City for intimacy, not just with our friends and family, but with a place we know. The trade-off—there’s always one—was novelty, I thought. No more surprises at the next bend in the Appalachian highway or amazements at the … Continue reading Newsletter #133: No GPS Required

Newsletter #132: My Chance to Be at Home

In May of 2023, when my wife and I left California for North Carolina, I hoped Asheville would mirror all of my desires, like an AI chatbot of a city that told me everything I wanted to hear, liked the same things as me, and drank the same beer as me. After eight desperate years in medicine, … Continue reading Newsletter #132: My Chance to Be at Home

Newsletter #119: I Loathe Pumpkins in August

"Seriously?" I said to myself, to my wife, to the ether. I stopped our neighborhood stroll, needing reconciliation. "What?" Keti asked, tone dripping with insinuation. What's this about to be? We need to cook dinner. "Look," I pointed at a neighbor's porch. Barely visible, through the leaves of a verdant maple, was a pumpkin. A … Continue reading Newsletter #119: I Loathe Pumpkins in August