It’s been nearly a decade since I was on the plane, flying for endless hours between the cusp of space and the depth of the Pacific. I said goodbye to my family on the phone from the terminal at San Francisco International and stepped directly onto the plane, destined for what I largely felt was … Continue reading Cristo and His Final Breath
Day: March 10, 2015
Suicide in Shanghai
I imagine I had already been in China for nearly two to three months when, once again, I was awoken by blaring horns that screamed and yelled incessantly, as if I were above the floor of some colossal stock exchange. It was routine, really, and like German clockwork, it would start with one single and … Continue reading Suicide in Shanghai
Mad Matt in The Golden City
San Francisco, over the years, has become a favorite city of mine. However, I can’t say this was the case on my first impression. The first time I strolled into San Francisco was on a road trip, and I clearly remember my first thought. This place is just a rock with concrete on it. I … Continue reading Mad Matt in The Golden City
