In life we tend to seek what we want to find. What is it that you seek?
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My muse is a ghost, once found now lost. It reluctantly wades in the dark, exhausted and distraught.
My muse is a ghost, once found now lost. It reluctantly wades in the dark, exhausted and distraught.
Chicago Fire. Got out last night, and explored the city again for a bit, and decided to try and get some photos of an event going on downtown that was…
This truly has been such an incredible experience and I don’t want it to end. I am writing this post from the comfort of a bottom bunk, at a historic…
A rite of passage. When I started this hike 900 miles ago, I had some thoughts of what I would go through and who I would meet on this journey,…
Today I took what is called a “zero day” in the thru-hiker world, meaning I did absolutely nothing but eat copious amounts of delicious foods, let my body rest, shower,…
Not only have I been experiencing some of the most amazing sunrises and sunsets I have ever seen, I also have had the pleasure of experiencing the coolest and most…
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