longest travel day spent in flight. traveling east to west, fueled by a first aid kit and the longest sunset ever.


the phone call from the west coast that came so timely with airport chai and me teetering on the edge of tears. “you don’t have to be strong.” she talked and i listened, on this day when i can’t feign a smile for the lump in my throat and the goodbye in my heart.

hold it in your hands. sit with it. let it come. and see what is born from this time apart.