I used to hate Sundays because there was that looming awareness that Monday was coming, which meant back to work or school and a routine that, for me, often also meant restriction. 

Now I look forward to Sundays because they've become time I get to make my own.

[originally published here on elephant journal.]

The city isn’t built for the disabled. It’s a battleground of staircases and broken handicap buttons forcing those with temporary injuries—or long-term ones—to fight our way to our destinations.