I sat there scrolling through my ever-growing list of voice memos. The list of titles are as fractured and disjointed as my thoughts can be. I listen to a short one where I’m just testing Apple’s transcription feature. That one should be deleted. I really need to organize…
Imposter syndrome is real. This week, I realized it more than ever before. As I hit five months unemployed, I’m digging through old performance reviews to update my resume. Seeing all the things I’ve accomplished over the last 11 years, you’d think I’d feel good about…
The rooster’s crow alerted me again that it was morning. Time to get up and get to it. The sky is a murky mix of dark blue and gray as the sun struggles to break the horizon. I open my eyes and realize today is the last day with…
The early morning silence was broken. The sound was not unfamiliar to me, but it’s one I seldom hear. In those tranquil moments before sunrise, my dad’s rooster began to crow. As I laid in bed, I started to think about the story of Peter’s denial from…