My Walkabout

If we want to be technical about it, my first solo travel adventure was when I was eighteen, many moons...

Just as a bug smashes into your car windshield, the idea hit me out of nowhere. I need to explore...

It was way before dawn when I awoke, and so lazily, slowly, I make my way downstairs to the kitchen....

Her warm breath hovers above my lips as strands of blond hair dance along my neck and shoulders. My back...

Today was made for the outdoors, as mother nature beckons to me. Dusted off the biking shorts from the back...

I love this. I found this on Little Brown Pen's blog.

Whilst traveling this past week for work in Arizona, I came up with a new idea, trying to find unique...

I despise the gym most days. The feeling of being an exercise puppet, staying in place, going through the motions....

I was going to write about how the Grunge music revolution changed me, but found my words pointless.Music can be...

Self-awareness. I used to think it was just a buzz word, something people said to sell you product, an ideal,...

The mountains are only ten minutes from my house, and today they are covered in new snow. I try...

From the family archives, Valentines Day 2011. The family was so same, so fragile still from the loss of my...