a day in the life

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...

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...

I slowly unzip the back, sliding out the contents within. My hands feel familiarity. Let the wax warm while I...

Without fail at this time of year, I have nothing to say these days. Short spans of sunlight, bitter cold, and...

Not having any idea what the premise of the documentary "Gasland" was all about, I hit the play button with...

Just drive deeper into the unknown. Dust bellowing up from behind like a murderous storm, or a woman. Take a...