Musings on Travel and Life
Do not act because others have plans. Act because of the comfort slowly starving your soul; the dullness yearning for winds of change. Do not act because it’s a good time. Act because of the tension clearing when you commit; the burden melting like mist at dawn. Do not act because acting makes sense. Act …
Little house, island of heat, sanctuary in the snow Darkened squares, windows of night, hinting at winter outside. Creamy walls, hanging with art, pictures of family past Heated lamp, gently aglow, bathing the living room gold. Fresh-cut spruce, scented with sap, presents collected beneath Steaming tea, seeping with mint, cooling in wait to be drank. …
It was late afternoon, and I’d barely moved all day. I’d planned to sail over the lush, livid tundra of New Zealand, to run far and fast without a pack. But it’d been a long month of stress, and a long week of travel, and a long day just before, hiking up from the lowlands. …
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The last months have been brutal. I’ve seen many injustices, but watching Israel create a famine on purpose hit me in a raw, visceral place. I remembered how much I’d eaten as a child, a high energy boy who liked running and stayed thin no matter what. I remembered how my parents had found my …
Trigger warning–this is a VERY grim read. I wanted to write about travel and nature and musings on life, but I felt like as a writer I should use whatever little platform I had to speak against a genocide. This will be very different than the rest of the blog… People are starving to death …