Why I Started Running Before Sunrise
Cold air, empty streets and a quieter mind.
#mystery
The Two-Minute Rule Changed My Mornings
Tiny habits, embarrassingly big results.
The Kitchen Table Where We Said Goodbye
On selling my parents' house.
Poets
Seven Small Poems About Rain
Most of these got written in a notebook that had already been rained on, which felt about right. A few are from this spring, a couple are older. If you like short poems about ordinary hours, I also put together Haiku for the Night Shift a while back. 1. Forecast The weatherman sa...