Postcard 055 - Crosby x Howard
It’s remarkable how quickly the foreign becomes the familiar. Four years ago, I met up with a high school friend to wander SoHo, eventually stopping for...
Postcard 054 - The Things We Carry With Us
Almost every time I cut an apple, I think of someone I used to date. It’s not that she particularly liked apples, but she taught me a way to cut apples that...
Postcard 053 - Reclamation
Here I am again, writing. I’ve spent most of today writing. In fact, I’ve spent most of this month and last month writing. And re-writing. Reports....
Postcard 052 - Gracious Innkeepers
I’m traveling this week, as I imagine many of you are. When I travel, at least solo, I tend to prefer the consistency and security that comes with staying a...
Postcard 051 - Unclogging the Brain*
Of course the first real photo of a person is a bathroom selfie. Over the last few weeks, and especially in the last few days, I’ve felt like my brain has...
Postcard 051 - Overstimulated
Sometimes more is, indeed, more. ——— I spent last weekend with my family and some of my family’s family. It reminded me that a strong dose of close contact...
Postcard 050 - The Unbearable Lightness of Being Trusted
It’s been a minute. I’m sitting on a mountain of images from my recent trip to India for a friend’s wedding that I’ve told myself I can’t share here because...
Postcard 049 - Writing
The full title of this post is "what writing actually looks like." Over the past 24 hours, I've had a few friends send me this article about the tyranny of...
Postcard 047 - Early Sunsets
I only somewhat apologize for yet another photo of a window. I don't really know when "the holidays" begin, but Friday, November 17th really does feel like...
Postcard 046 - A Return
I was here a year ago, a different person. I felt anchored, but was adrift. I felt confident enough in being here, but was weighed down by imposter syndrome....
Postcard 045 - Inward
Fall has arrived in the Pacific Northwest. As much as I appreciated our sun-soaked summer, I'm embracing the cold. Somehow I'm waking up earlier in recent...
Postcard 044 - Morning Rituals
Over the past few weeks, I've started my mornings with games of chess. After I make coffee, I head over to the couch and open the Chess.com app and will play...
Postcard 043 - The Path of Most Resistance
In Postcard 040, I mentioned that Whistler is perhaps my favorite place in the world, and I was fortunate to spend this past weekend there alternating...
Postcard 042 - Environments As Amplifiers
"What does Seattle bring out in you?" It was a really beautiful question. I was walking downtown with a friend of a friend, running a quick errand to the...
Postcard 041 - Computer Vision
Yes, this is about AI. (I know you’re tired of reading about AI, but please don’t delete this email.) I haven’t written one of these in a while because...
Postcard 040 - Home Away From Home
I'm up in Whistler, British Columbia — perhaps my favorite place in the world — by myself for the first time. Whistler is a place that means a lot to my...
Postcard 039 - Blah Weather
I am unabashed in sharing my love for the Pacific Northwest, especially our weather, but we're in the time of year that gets tough. It's that in between...
Postcard 038 - Shared Meals
I've been fortunate to have a friend in town for the past few days. It's her first time in Seattle, and amidst the work sessions that we've been having...
Postcard 037 - The Waves Keep Coming
I haven’t sent a postcard in over a month, even though I’ve written dozens of them in my head. The last month or so has been full — of good things, new...
Postcard 036 - Walking and Talking
I was first introduced to walking meetings at Facebook. My family had gone on evening walks for many years growing up, but I had never really considered them...