It’s 9:14 in the morning. I’m tired. About to drink my coffee… and something came back to me. Years ago, I worked at LAX. Wheelchair agent. Pushing people in and out of flights. Did that for a couple years when I didn’t know what the hell I was doing with my life. One day, I… Continue reading

I got woken up at 6 a.m. today. Text messages. “Do you have paper bags?” Still half asleep. Still tired. But I got up. Now I’m sitting here with my coffee… thinking about something simple. There’s a saying in Spanish: “Poco a poco se llena el cantarito.” Little by little… the jar fills up. I… Continue reading

Good morning. It’s April 7th, 10:01 a.m. here in Los Angeles. Wherever you are—morning, afternoon, night—good morning. This is my SOS thrown into the abyss… also known as the internet. So, a place I never want to visit again? The desert. I’ve passed through it before. As a kid, we drove from here to Mexico… Continue reading

2015 to 2016. I was working valet at a clinic in Beverly Hills. My view every day? An alley. On my lunch break, I’d walk to CVS. Cheetos. Iced tea. LA Times. Same routine. Across the street was a luxury car dealership. Inside… a McLaren. I had seen that car years before and thought: “Man…… Continue reading

Honestly, I’m not a fancy eater. My “favorite restaurants,” if you can even call them that, used to be fast food. Carl’s Jr. McDonald’s. Fatburger. But since November 17… that whole way of eating is done. No bread. No tortillas. No sodas. No juices. No fried food. All of that is out. Now? I eat… Continue reading

I woke up at 3 in the morning in my chair. Feet on the futon. Neck messed up. I had passed out mid-drawing. Didn’t even plan it. Just… gone. Then I dragged myself to bed with no blankets and knocked out again. I’m still tired. So thinking about 10 years from now? It’s weird. I… Continue reading

It’s 7:41 in the morning. I’ve been up since 6:15. That’s my routine. I’m sitting here sipping my coffee… and the world is quiet. That’s the first one. 1. Coffee in silence Hot brewed coffee early in the morning… no noise, no calls, no pressure. Just me. That moment feels like I get my mind… Continue reading

I went to a Catholic all-boys high school. Built on top of a cemetery. Right next to Dodger Stadium. So yeah… right off the bat, that felt like a setup. But what I really learned there had nothing to do with ghosts. It was me. I was afraid. Afraid of school dances. Afraid of public… Continue reading

“You see this cat? I love it more than I love you. Goodbye.” That’s what she told me when she left. For someone else. A man with a wife and kids. At that time, I was already in debt. Student loans. Credit cards. Trying to fix my life by going back to school after failing… Continue reading

This year I went to watch Project Hail Mary with Ryan Gosling. At first it felt long. Then it didn’t. Then it got sentimental. Then it made me think. That stayed with me. This morning, I’m drinking my coffee, watching a podcast, and that question comes up— What’s the most fun way to exercise? And I started… Continue reading