I am being deported.
Three months in one place seemed like a long time back in December. I could unpack! Use a machine to wash my clothes! Cook food! I’ve enjoyed this time in Santa Cruz. I… Continue reading
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Monuments, funerals, and a flying disease wagon.
After the Air Force Monument we headed to Martin Luther King, Jr.’s. The statue is a stern one, and I felt it highlighted the severe nature of the struggle more than his compassion.… Continue reading
Peanut butter and jelly before dawn, with many miles still to go.
I was shaking my head as I made a peanut butter and jelly sandwich at 4:30 in the morning yesterday. A pbj sounded absolutely disgusting at the moment, and the bread felt cold and… Continue reading
