One year

(WAYNESVILLE, N.C.) — Oh my God. It has been a year. I don’t know what to write, not at all. But I just want to mark tonight as special, because it is. I left Moab, Utah on my trip one year ago today.

I’ve spent half an hour writing and deleting words here, which tells me [...]

End of the line, start of a new one

(NOTE: I am sorry to everyone who reads this blog that I simply dropped off away for so many months. I was stuck in some sort of quagmire that was Austin, and I was too embarrassed or perhaps too lazy to work it out in words. In case you’re curious, in case you’d like to [...]

Awake again

(WAYNESVILLE, N.C.) — So, I’m about to go run. It has been months and months since I have, but as I find my shoes and put on a raggedy shirt that I love, I already feel like a runner again. It occurs to me now that running and writing are so much the same. It’s [...]

You are a part of me

(AUSTIN, Texas) — Hello again, and thank you for reading. I just got off the phone with my father, and he stated in a way that rang a little too true that I am in a morass. Part of me hates those words because they sound so final, and part of me nods my head [...]

I am here

(AUSTIN, Texas) — I can’t run away from that part of me that needs to create. Why do I want to?

I don’t know. This is what I’m contemplating as I sit alone in my trailer, my door open, the day outside getting warmer and sunnier by the minute. I shouldn’t even be here right now, [...]