Back door Jet Lag

This time jet lag snuck in the back door, resetting the clocks like a teenage daughter out till dawn. I had a whole week of sleep, cycles, and serenity. Then the crabbiness, the microscopic analysis of domestic affairs. Bursting into day eight of our return like a real concern, the …

Jet Lag Morning: Copenhagen

by @ReinaAnnie Jet lag is a merciless beast. Flying frequently doesn’t mitigate the pain of hurtling body and brain across multiple time zones in one sitting. But weird beauty awaits in the early morning streets of Copenhagen for the sleepless, the weary and the brave. I woke up at 1:51am Copenhagen …

Anxious Brains Can’t Pack

by @ReinaAnnie Untreated anxiety is like a walk in the park—if that park is full of ravenous gators and you’re a cowering dead …

Alaska! Frontier!

  by @ReinaAnnie Alaska feels like the end of the other world. People who live in 24 hour sun or 24 hour …

Home Wrecker

by @ReinaAnnie There’s a spider who lives behind the driver’s side mirror of my car. For over a year she’s relentlessly rebuilt hundreds …

Hey Heart, Let’s Keep Going

by @ReinaAnnie Hearts are tricky things. Sometimes they break. And I don’t mean break in the metaphorical, grief diet, lovelorn way. That …

My Tiniest Toenail.

by @ReinaAnnie I’m mostly missing my tiniest toenail. No need for pity. I imagine it adds to my mystique. I blame my …

A Day in East Nashville, Y’all

  by @ReinaAnnie Nashville, land of honky tonk dreams. This small town big city is like Austin, Texas and Butte, Montana had a …

Lagos, Portugal

by @ReinaAnnie The Age of Discovery launched here—can you imagine? Sailing into nothing as a career. Maybe not nothing, but certainly nothing known. …

Falling Into Prague

by @ReinaAnnie I love Prague. It sings in my bohemian heart. I imagine it’s awakened my slavic roots. Or maybe I just love …