Danika PetersonSpeak Easy and Enter: A Night at San Fancisco’s Bourbon & BranchOn Jones St there is an unmarked door hiding San Francisco’s oldest operating speakeasy, and it’s worth the hype.Jul 15, 2020Jul 15, 2020
Danika PetersoninThe Year I Lost in AustraliaDay 22: My Anxiety Arrived in AustraliaI’ve been struggling with my anxiety since I moved to Sydney. I’ve been spending a lot of time alone, a notion that had felt initially…Jun 14, 2020Jun 14, 2020
Danika PetersoninThe Year I Lost in AustraliaDay 17: My Hometown is a NoveltyAs a general rule I always say yes to things when I move to a new place.May 21, 2020May 21, 2020
Danika PetersoninThe Year I Lost in AustraliaDay 3: Where Do You Go Shopping?Where do you go to buy things in Sydney?May 13, 2020May 13, 2020
Danika PetersoninThe Year I Lost in AustraliaDay 1: Homesick AlreadyI finally let myself cry. After all of the traveling and goodbyes and life-gathering. After hauling 11 suitcases and duffles and boxes…May 5, 2020May 5, 2020
Danika PetersoninThe Year I Lost in AustraliaPrologue: How Could I Plan For This?My move to Australia was not what I expected. In January a quarter of the continent was on fire (Yeah! Remember that?!).May 4, 20202May 4, 20202
Danika Petersoninthe CafePlenty to go AroundI have scars on my chest from where the bones broke in and scratches on my back where she tried to prove if I ever existed at all.May 21, 2018May 21, 2018
Danika Petersoninthe CafeDreadfulThere was a woman skin as pale as the moon and eyes as dark as the midnight sky, like she belonged to the devil but didn’t know it yet.Oct 16, 20171Oct 16, 20171
Danika Petersoninthe CafeYou Will DanceI will never dance again, she told the night with a ache in her heart that felt a lot like death.Sep 19, 2017Sep 19, 2017
Danika Petersoninthe CafeIf Cathedrals Could SingThe cathedral was empty meditating in the dim glow of starry stained glass windows.Aug 19, 2017Aug 19, 2017