I left on a journey. A self-seeking journey to a mountaintop far above. On the journey, I put my blind trust on something other than intuition, and I became lost. So lost. Instead of climbing higher and higher, I sank down into the ravines of fog and chill. “This can’t be right.” I nervously exclaimed.Continue reading “A Self-Seeking Journey Gone Rouge”
Today I was sitting in the ocean. Back against a boulder, booty in the water, toes sticking out. I noticed how nice my pedicure looked, and I thought of you. Today I was sitting at an airport bar. Tv on, eyes getting tired, wishing for excitement, and I thought of you. Today I was hikingContinue reading “Today I Thought of You: Savoring past relationships”
Two backpackers met for coffee to discuss their next backcountry excursion. One backpacker was a father. A blue backpack rested by his dusty hiking boots. The other backpacker was a daughter. Her red backpack was bulging with gear. Father laid his map on the table between their mugs and directed their route to the topContinue reading “Canyon of Compromise: A Parable”
We had been paddling all day. I sat in the front of the canoe, slick with sweat from exerting myself beneath the Florida sun. I was hot and tired, and where is a lady to use the bathroom while paddling in a canoe for hours around the thousand island region of Everglades National Park? I couldContinue reading “Life: Who’s Got the Map?”
Each year, as the clock approaches midnight on December 31st, I delve through a quick mental scan of the past year. It’s what we all do, right? Even those of us who don’t make resolutions. Even those of us who do, but drop them a week or a month later. We still reflect. New YearsContinue reading “Searching for Meaning this New Year”
The air was hot and stale in the bus and so crowded with people I stood for the entirety of my journey. Muted French voices swirled in the atmosphere around me as their host’s bodies swayed to and fro with the curvatures of the road. I felt sick. With each twist and turn, it seemed asContinue reading “Last Days of Summer”
The night before, I felt as though I was suffocating beneath a thick blanket of Northern Australian atmosphere. Sweat pooled without conviction beneath my corpse-still body, and moisture was so thick in my lungs, I thought black mold might be the ultimate cause of my suffocation.
I’d like to raise a toast. A toast to summertime. Cheers. Cheers to the great outdoors. To sunshine kissed skin and freckles. To running through the rain without getting cold.
Ever since I was very young I wanted to visit Australia. I’m not sure why, out of all the places in the world I became fascinated with this destination, though I suspect it had quite a bit to do with the wildlife. I love animals. I especially love wild, exotic, and strange animals. Australia isContinue reading “Australia Will Kill You: and other life lessons”