Author Archives: Hope Helps

Turns out there is at least one good thing at being on the road at 6:55AM. The sunrise. Did you see the sunrise today? Did you see the brilliant pink and red flowing up into the early gray? I did.

This last weekend, as you recall, I was quite sick. I should have been moving my stuff into my new/old room, but a harsh sore throat, congestion, and a headache saw me with as much motivation as my uncles after Thanksgiving as they slump in front of the tv and grunt suggestions at the footballContinue reading “A Very Small Birthday Party”

After returning from the UK I found myself strangely unaccustomed to living at my parent’s house, and set off to seek my own independence. I was eventually presented with an opportunity to move into the basement apartment of my brother Jason’s new house. Vjera and I moved in, and it remained my home (or rather,Continue reading “To Infinity and Beyond: The Recap, Part Four”

My return home was accentuated by more social events than I could handle, including a Christmas Party at a place where Nathan and Vjera were working, 9Wood, Inc. See, I had decided when I was in the UK that I wanted a job here more than anywhere else in the world, and I sent anContinue reading “Occupational Necessities: The Recap, Part Three”

December 13th found me on my way home, just a few short days after my birthday. To be perfectly honest with you, while I wanted to see my family and friends, I was not at all inclined to leave, and I found myself wishing I had a few more months. I had started to feel,Continue reading “Home Again: The Recap: Part Two”

Miark’s parents live in Harrogate, which is the smallest, quaintest British town I saw while I was in the UK. It is out on the countryside, surrounded by hills and little stone walls (less than three feet high) that trace the properties through the fog. It’s the kind of place where you can walk downContinue reading “The Perfect Cup of Tea: The Recap, Part One”

Gemini (May 21 – June 20) Puns will play a big part in your next four and a half minutes. Beauty is in the lie of the beholder. The placement of Sirius in tonight’s sky advises you to send all your money to your favorite alternative education program’s newspaper. Felíz cumpleaños, y vaya con DiósContinue reading “Horoscopes”

As a wedding present to his wife-to-be Clara, the famous composer Robert Schumann wrote her a song cycle consisting of 26 songs for her wedding present. It was called Myrthen. And in the first song (“Dedication”), he quotes the first part of German poem “Widmung” by Freidrich Rüchert. Du meine Seele, du mein Herz, DuContinue reading “Bliss”

The rhythm of sleeping sighs in wasted corners of empty party rooms The tap-tapping of raindrops spit across the window-glass The creaks and groans of moved-out apartmentsThe whisper of turned, worned pages The banging of slammed doorsThe squeaky gasps between breaths and sobs The squealing/leaving tiresThe ceiling-absorbed screams The pillow-muffled criesThe staccato of anxiously drummedContinue reading “Symphony of Solitude”

On Thursday I did my best to create the most American Thanksgiving I could for my British co-workers. I think it went well, although the evening was full of…excitement. Miark was my kitchen buddy and helped me cook Stovetop Stuffing (shipped all the way from my mother back home), cranberry sauce (which I’ll have youContinue reading “An American Thanksgiving (sort of…)”