Currently residing in Chicago, pretending to be an adult, and trying to turn my life into a folk ballad. I can only cook 3 things. I enjoy long walks across countries.
“The snow’s starting,” said the woman clearing my table of the empty cup that had bought me a few hours in the coffee shop. I took a glance out the
The first time I told someone I was dropping out of college to work and hike the Appalachian Trail, their response was a confused pause, a furrowed