The Singular

This man is the exception, an aberration, the singular among the general, an enemy of convention. He is an idiosyncrasy of civilization, the remainder after society has balanced its register. He is external to every community, and a black sheep in every family. He is the consummate social deviant. The kink in the garden hose […]

I is Done

…’You have really thick skin,’ the Scholar noted in the calm aftermath of a heated argument. ‘Careful with your metaphors love,’ the Fool replied. ‘Maybe it’s more like I’m a ghost, and insults pass through me like daggers through vapor.’   “I am of old and young, of the foolish as much as the wise, […]

A Course Correction

“I feel overly married to the idea of traveling overland to Europe. Sure, I would see a lot, experience more. But more what? More of the same that I’ve already had my fill of. I’m realizing more and more the futility of such a venture. I still see how great it would be, but more […]

The Inflection Point of Travel

It often takes months, sometimes years, to attain the retrospective height from which one can gaze out to fully understand a chapter of their life. Many never summit such reflective peaks, and opt instead to plow stalwartly ahead along the course of their lives. Either way, in the midst of these chapters, we’re too caught […]

The Scholar

It’s that place; that little hostel in Bali that feels like home. There’s something about it. The black and white checkered front stoop, crowded with benches and bean-bag chairs. The stone lobby with lime green walls. The clean, cool, white-tiled dormitory that extends like a corridor, lined with perfect bunks. This description fails to explain […]

The Futility of Regret

If you could press a button and reset your life to any point you desired, keeping all your memories from today, would you do it? As a kid growing up, my answer was an eager ‘YES!’ I would have pressed it frantically, hastily, repeatedly. I would have clawed through crowds of people, and turned feral, […]

Carving Brainwaves

One of my favorite university professors looked like she might have been, in her past life, a rugged saloon keeper in a frontier town. Maybe she played the part-time mad’am for her more discerning customers. She was short for her height, and commanded firm order sweetly. The lines of her face mapped out years of […]

Sporadic Meditation

“Sugar man, won’t you hurry, Cause I’m tired of these scenes. For a blue coin, won’t you bring back, All those colors to my dreams.” …these words drifted lazily upward like the smoke trailing from a smoldering ember. They rose to meet the blades of an indolent ceiling fan. A Dutch man, a German woman, […]

On The Farm

“Tick-tock, tick-tock, plink, plink, plink 28,000 in the bank Work, work, work, work, work, work, play Tick-tock, tick-tock, plink, plink, plink” That was a jingle I invented one sunny Spring morning, crouched behind a corroded vat of chemicals, waiting for an irrigation cycle to finish. There were many such 5-10 minute idle periods that broke […]

FEAR And worry

“You gain strength, courage, and confidence by every experience in which you really stop to look Fear in the face. You are able to say to yourself, ‘I lived through this horror. I can take the next thing that comes along.’” ~Eleanor Roosevelt Tracesso sat under the low, thatched roof of a bamboo hut on a white […]