One Fine Jay

The song of the sea

Lifeguard’s station. Fort Lauderdale Beach, Florida. I’ve always looked forward to being in the water, and as summer draws to a close I feel a pang of regret in that I haven’t hit the beach as much as I should have. I don’t even have the pittance of a consolation that comes from swimming in… Continue reading this entry

Acclimation

The past months—months where I have written less and less of my dealings—have been filled with the most interesting, serendipitous turns of events since I can remember. It feels like so long ago, when I went on a vacation to Florida and discovered that I did not belong in the occupation that I was in.… Continue reading this entry