I've got no house and I've got no home // But I've got streets and places to roam // I've got no pillow, for my head // But I've got the mountains, for my bed...
Do you know what's funny about building walls? You can only build them as far as your arms can reach in any direction. This cages you in, it puts you in a very small box And that box becomes your world. When I encounter a box, it usually means little to me. I step over… Continue reading Walls
I have spent my whole youth going travel crazy. From the time I was about 5 years old and I was reading through ancient editions of National Geographic magazine that my mom had found for cheap at some yard sale, I knew that that's what I wanted to do above all else. My interests became… Continue reading Running Away
23 lessons in 23 years
I feel like I am part of a generation many lessons are lost on. While I can't deny that on many occasions I've been an active participant in this sad situation, I feel that it is incumbent on me to find myself some solutions. So, here are 23 lessons I've learned, or tried to learn,… Continue reading 23 lessons in 23 years