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The discomfort of awakening and my journey with food

Early in 2016, I was sitting at a diner in Colorado Springs when I had an awakening experience. I was eating a plate of eggs and bacon, and suddenly their visage was revolting: I felt I could not finish the meal. I plucked up a piece of bacon, dipped it in the yolk of an… Continue reading The discomfort of awakening and my journey with food

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What freedom means to me

A little over two years ago, I took the following photo while touring Mount Rushmore on my way to graduate school in Wisconsin. At the time, I marveled at how tiny the destination actually looks in person, and also at how overwhelmingly white the rock features are. (I mean this literally, although of course the… Continue reading What freedom means to me