Chronicles

Reinventing in Eau Claire: From Noise to Bridges

Leaving Florida wasn’t about politics — it was about survival. Years of fighting broken accessibility wore me down until I couldn’t do it anymore. In Eau Claire, I’ve found space to breathe, bridges to cross, and a city still shaping its own story. This is about reinvention, community, and the details that make or break everyday life.

Chronicles

Stranded by Greyhound, Rescued by Alpha

I didn’t fall off the face of the earth—I just got stuck ten feet in the air on the side of a Greyhound bus, stranded at Dutch Mill, rescued by a guy named Alpha, and accidentally moved to Eau Claire. It’s cheaper than Madison, the apartment’s mostly accessible, the ethernet jack was wired by a drunk raccoon, and Rolling with Scissors is back just in time for the pledge drive.