No Matter How Many Miles It Takes: Mac Miller 1992-2018

I originally started to write this a year ago about Mac Miller’s impact on hip-hop for his birthday, before it devolved into a pretentious thought piece I couldn’t finish because it made me cringe and I deleted it. A year later, I finally realized what I started writing about: substance abuse and the downward spiral.

This is dedicated to my friend Coop. We all saw the signs and we ignored them and, for that, I am sorry. 💔

Our Backyard is Populated by Giants.

It’s oddly comforting to come back to these fields after 20+ years. I hated them when our family were workers. Now they just represent my upbringing. Beyond that, I just see the towering giants that have always lived in our backyards as an intimidating talking point. The rest of us peasants saw them through the…