Last night I came home from work and managed to get myself totally and utterly trapped in my coat. It's a fitted, women's Spyder-brand ski jacket that I adore and somehow, the zipper became hopelessly stuck after swallowing part of the liner in its tiny little teeth, turning itself into a mangled mess. At first... Continue Reading →

life on the bridge

I was having a spiritual awakening that was very real, and I wanted a spiritual community to help me navigate that, but traditional "church" culture scared the shit out of me and made me feel nauseous and queasy.

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