A solo trip to the Great Wall on the North Korea border, six strangers hunting for a disco called True Love, and the impulsive travel I should do more of.

A broken carafe, a French press, and five years of black coffee. Also, I'm a Terrible Barista.

Gattaca turns thirty next year. Its version of the future feels less like fiction now than it did then — and it's still the most human science fiction film ever made.

Moscow, 2018. One ticket, one immigration room, and one taxi driver.

Flowers for Algernon by Daniel Keyes tells you everything that will happen on page one. Knowing doesn't help. A personal take on one of the strangest, saddest novels ever written.

A song I loved for years before I understood what it actually meant.