MY CONFESSION(s): I’m a high school dropout who still has problems comprehending what I read and writing what I think / I find it hard to congratulate myself for anything / I still hate myself for treating my mom the way I did

FROM SOMEWHERE ON THE CAMINO… I DID IT! ONE MONTH OF SILENCE!! (yesterday) While walking the last 450 KM’s carrying a 30 pound backpack of temporal attachments as the seasons Continue Reading →