MY CONFESSION(s): *This is my first letter to my mom – ever / I suck at praying
Dear Mom, Wow. It feels weird writing that. Even when I ran away to California at 17 I never wrote you back, so I don’t think I’ve ever written the Continue Reading →
Dear Mom, Wow. It feels weird writing that. Even when I ran away to California at 17 I never wrote you back, so I don’t think I’ve ever written the Continue Reading →
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 →
St. Jean Pied du Port, France September 30, 2016 Since I wrecked myself the night before, the sleep was rough and the morning rougher. Why do people continuously party with Continue Reading →
September 25th, 2016 – The Journey ACTUALLY Begins. (First day of three silent months.) Today is D-DAY. I depart for the biggest trip of my life! Introspective. That’s how the Continue Reading →
My apologies for the delay. Between walking all day then finding a hostel to stay in then unpacking then washing clothes from that day so they can dry out the Continue Reading →