I can run! I’m on a jog on my lunch break for the first time in four months, and I want to tell it to everyone: tourists with itchy, sunstroked faces crowding Chinatown, Dan, down-cast on the street corner in front...

Through your own merciful dealings with me, O Lord my God, tell me what you are to me. Say to my soul, I am your salvation. Say it so that I can hear it. My heart is listening, Lord; open...

I feel like seasons are changing, not just in the air but through my life. I’m outdoors more often, laughing more, more okay with things being stuck, or in-between, or just not formed yet. The plantar fasciitis is still there,...

Lunar, a photo by andrewhao on Flickr. An afternoon at Bernal Heights, SF.

Really digging Yuna’s vocals. Chill, relaxed R&B sound.

He looks into me with soft eyes, and sings in Mandarin: “Look into His face / and your worries will disappear with the light of the sun”. He’s not bad for his age. Apparently he sings in the elderly folks’...