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Post a day

Post a day

Posted on Aug 31, 2015

If you haven’t noticed, I’m really bad at blogging consistently. I do my best to make sure that a month doesn’t go by without at least something new going up on ITTMS, and usually I try to make sure there’s at least one new post a week. But more often than not, despite internal monologues […]

Sunday Funday

Sunday Funday

Posted on Aug 9, 2015

Ben is getting ready to go hiking in Great Basin later this week. He’s spent the last few evenings sorting through his gear and making a portable stove out of beer cans and tin foil. Last night we tested the stove on the front porch, the perfect blue flame attracting concerned glances from cars and […]

Fire

Fire

Posted on Jul 23, 2015

In July, things get that smell; the burnt-rubber, middle-of-the-day stench that sours the air and sends old ladies running for the air conditioning. Cars kick up heat waves, and the smell of garbage rotting in bins wafts on the breeze coming from the alleyways. If I had a choice I’d stay inside with the old […]

16 tips for staying true to what moves you

16 tips for staying true to what moves you

Posted on May 21, 2015

Almost exactly a year ago, I left a fully funded PhD program in sociocultural anthropology at Harvard University. At the time I didn’t think I was leaving permanently, but I knew I needed a few months to re-focus, re-think my dissertation proposal and maybe figure out what my next life step should look like. I […]

Wednesday mornings

Posted on May 13, 2015

Every morning on the way to work I see her a few blocks down the sidewalk, approaching me directly. She clutches her lunch in a plastic grocery bag under one arm. She hugs an umbrella under the other. Even when it’s sunny and well on the way to 85 degrees, she has the umbrella. She […]

The Ordinary

The Ordinary

Posted on Mar 18, 2015

There are moments when I come upon ordinary objects, things I don’t necessarily miss or think of in my daily life, yet interacting with them humbles me. Like a birthday card from my grandmother when I was in college, or a magazine article about India that I ripped out of a National Geographic in 2011, […]