Category: Street

  • Five small things worth noticing this week

    Five small things worth noticing this week

    I tested this for a month before writing anything. Three takeaways survived contact with reality: it is cheaper than it looks, it rewards consistency over intensity, and the boring option is usually the one that works.

    The photos barely do it justice, which is exactly why I keep a blog instead of just a camera roll. Context is the whole story; the picture is just the receipt.

    Have you tried it yourself? Tell me in the comments — I read everything.

  • A small apology to my morning self

    A small apology to my morning self

    The trick, if there is one, is to go early and keep expectations light. Lines move fast, people are kind, and the small stuff — the extra napkin, the window seat — quietly stacks into a good time.

    Ranking things is a love language. This list is subjective, unscientific and updated constantly — argue with it in the comments, that is what the comments are for.

    Have you tried it yourself? Tell me in the comments — I read everything.

  • Why I keep coming back to this neighborhood

    Why I keep coming back to this neighborhood

    The photos barely do it justice, which is exactly why I keep a blog instead of just a camera roll. Context is the whole story; the picture is just the receipt.

    I tested this for a month before writing anything. Three takeaways survived contact with reality: it is cheaper than it looks, it rewards consistency over intensity, and the boring option is usually the one that works.

    Have you tried it yourself? Tell me in the comments — I read everything.

  • An honest list of things I did not finish

    An honest list of things I did not finish

    Ranking things is a love language. This list is subjective, unscientific and updated constantly — argue with it in the comments, that is what the comments are for.

    There is a version of this story where nothing goes wrong, and it is boring. The version worth keeping has the wrong train, a closed door, and the kind stranger who pointed us the other way.

    Have you tried it yourself? Tell me in the comments — I read everything.