It was just a stupid projector. Two of my coworkers were in the basement, trying to set up an outline so we could sketch some final signs for our semester projects. We had a projector, a small room, and a little canvas… and it needed to line up perfectly if this was going to work. … [Read More]
Giving away the Broken Pieces
We were connected. We sat in a row, the five of us, waiting to see our friend Emily let her voice echo through the high ceilings of the church. Sure, we didn’t know what we had gotten ourselves into. It was my first Grün-Donnerstag, and most of the others were feeling just as out of … [Read More]
Foreign Things and Smiles to Guide the Way
She smiled at me again. I walked into Padeffke on Mühlstraße, and the barista smiled at me again. Her smile gives me a bit of courage, and I stumble my way through an order that is six or seven sentences long, because I’m just not sure what the bread with the olives and cucumbers is … [Read More]
The Other Side of the Psalms
At 8:50 the alarm goes off. It’s time to grab your things, run to the bus stop to catch the 20. “May integrity and uprightness preserve me…” I put my headphones on, listening to a morning playlist while I find my way to my usual seat. It will take 25 minutes to get to language … [Read More]