Life Stories

His story was an old guitar in a pawn shop, waiting for its owner to come back and reclaim its sound.

We are sick of feeling the emptiness, paying to have it filled up, and then feeling that damn emptiness again.

There are things I would have done differently to help me grow, but it’s only through life’s experiences that we can become better people.

Kalinka was a poem that waited for us this whole time.

With my 29th birthday only a few weeks away. I’m having trouble figuring out the kind of life I want for myself. I keep thinking about turning 30 and I’m disappointed.

“Everyone asks me if I regret reporting. No. Because I can’t imagine my life any other way.”