When I graduated college in 2009, I made myself a promise. “One day I will travel and explore this world that I live in.” Pretty typical – right? In my friend group traveling means you’re rich. Experience rich and soul full filled. But, I place an idealized requirement on my promise. I was going to travel the world… debt free.
“What are men to rocks and mountains?” -Jane Austen Going through my photographs from my recent trip to El Potrero Chico in Mexico, I was looking forward to a series […]
“Oh shit.” The next thing I knew there was tons of slack in the system and I had enough time to take in almost three arm lengths of slack. My […]
As many of you know, I left the States to travel to the United Kingdom on 8 May 2015 in order to attend the BMC International Summer Climbers Meet. There […]
You asked me what I want to be when I grow up. I told you I don’t want to grow up. You said I had to choose something, just anything. […]
I suppose it has been a bit of a hiatus for me in the terms of the blogging world. Although, I suppose I am always on a hiatus of a […]
Somewhere in the depths of my rib cage a violin whines. I feel the breath of your hands against my skin as we relinquish ourselves to the consolations of a […]