Clairvoyance, Clarity, Catharsis
It was dark when I crossed into New Hampshire. What should’ve been a short distance to my friend Kierstin’s house had turned into …
From Blue Ridge to Borough
It was 5:30AM when I tip-toed into August Pope’s bathroom. Taking a few deep breaths, I studied the boy in the mirror. You look too tired, …
Couch-surfing with Elizabeth Gilbert
“Fruit, granola, banana bread…” I added a box of Triscuits to the bag and scanned the back seat of the car. “Tent, gear, camera…” Then I thumbed through …
“Same, Same, But Different!”
Since my return home from Thailand, I’ve been frequently asked: “What was your favorite part of the trip?” The answer is easy: it …