Some: Times

Some: Times a blog about navigating life through coffee & laughter.

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  • The rainy Christmas

    here I am above the circle & it’s pouring outside with slippery ice you’ve to wear brodder to walk on. All around town you hear click/clack of brodder.  What is brodder? it’s small non-corsive metal spikes that grip the ice & it holds you upright. This week I was fooled by snow, gentle patches on…

    December 15, 2016
  • Slippery 

    The snow was beautiful as it fell & now it’s all but rained away. Going outside means wearing spikes to walk on the streets which have turned to ice.  The fog dances between the mountains & into the town wrapping itself in the streets. It feels like a Seattle winter just add snow.  I hear…

    November 30, 2016
  • the land of no T.

    What does it feel like to wake up at 3am to shocking news. I was unable to sleep afterwards. The country I grew up loving as a child has become something I no longer recognize.  I might be cold when I walk outside but I’d rather be cold then surpressed or told that my aspirations…

    November 11, 2016
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