May 2016

08 May

Posted at 20:38h in Personal Reflections

“Our mothers always remain the strangest, craziest people we’ve ever met. ” — Marguerite Duras To my mom: Not including the countless hikes that we did as a kid and random day hikes that I'm not remembering, I estimate that we have backpacked and/or climbed over 304 miles together in the past 8 years.  This is relatively remarkable, because you live on the other side of the country from me.  But every single year, without fail, you make a migration westward so that we can complete our annual backpacking...

04 May

Posted at 19:06h in Personal Reflections

“You hear them when you try to fall asleep They crash to the shore, they come from the deep As sure as the sun will rise, the sun will set You taste the salt the closer you get Waves Picking you up Pushing you down They’re always around Waves Just like dream Silver and green We live in between They can carry you all the way to me They can pull you out to the deep blue sea Oh waves, there are waves” — "Waves", Blondfire I'm sure I'm not alone in this, but sometimes I just feel a bit "off". ...