Airport beers hit different.
The still, global air that wafts about the overpriced bar can never be emulated outside of those global halfway homes.
The suds bubble crisper. The hops hop. The golden hour of sunset magnifies the brilliance of this simple drink to levels unheard of at...

Portable phone charger Phone charger brick Glasses case Glasses cleaner Contact solution Both hair things Comb Travel toiletry bag COVID test sheet Passport Travel towel Plastic bags Plastic shoes
Hair ties
Zip locks
Nail polish remover
Rubber gloves
Trash bags
Firecrackers Winter mask
Hair spray
Running shoes
Hairdryer
Extra bag Extra jeans
Change of shirt
Change of coat
Pre-paid phone Taxi stand numbers
Ferry...

 Do you pack for the past or for the future? Of trips of yore or from what your mind's eye can conjure up?
Eyes out the window in a wing seat, lost to the blue sea above the skies? Legs aimed toward freedom in an aisle seat, clinging to...

The bus is always late these days, bringing stranger and stranger creatures, when that door rolls open and its metal tongue leaks out.
Cities gather the most everything of them all, don't they. But I suppose you still have to find them. Harder in a city, I've found.
Bus...

Big things this week. Rather, one big thing and a few juggling acts going on simultaneously.
I tried to learn to juggle once, as a kid. Got frustrated, tossed them under my bed, where they remained until we moved ten years later. But that was due to the foreclosure....

"In a sense, you've always been that way," said Theresa. She hit the button on the timer as it ticked to :02, preserving the still of the room from a bout of electronic dinging. "The serious part, I mean."
I frowned at that. She put on two oven mitts...

Ten were once to chart the course, but chorus frayed and crateredNine then landed, open handed, set about to proffer manEight were found to offer sound and good advice, though tone was deafSeven then struck out their own and carried weight through paper’s fateSix knew best to keep behest to...

In each mirror before him he saw himself holding a knife. He looked down to find his hands empty.
They mirrored his step as he circled his enclosed pen, bearing sneers, grotesque expressions that did not at all match the refinement of their ballroom attire. As he neared any...

When something in your bones reaches out to swell, to fill the scene in front of you, you know you're somewhere special.

A rise to the occasion, a step on a new path, as sure-footed as the old.

A plan in mind whose pieces all fall into order from the corner of...

Fumbling in the dark for some spare change, or what else, you brush against a warm, metallic object, smooth to the touch.
In your bag, too, which was odd as you keep a rather tight ship, as it were.
The metal feels like it belongs, yet no use...