Let’s call this what it is: a space for mental gymnastics, overthinking, and the occasional dignified rant. I’ve never found writing particularly easy—or enjoyable, to be honest. As a kid, it felt like punishment. As an adult, it still kind of does. But here I am, doing it anyway, in public no less.

Why? Because something shifted. Maybe it was retirement, grief, Thailand, or just finally running out of excuses. Whatever the cause, I’ve decided to embrace the mess, the meaning, and the mildly uncomfortable act of sharing thoughts online.

This isn’t a blog with answers or life hacks. It’s more of a trail of breadcrumbs through my brain. Sometimes there’s clarity. Sometimes there’s chaos. Occasionally, there’s insight—or at least a decent metaphor.

Thanks for stopping by. No shoes required.

Coming Home

A question that was posed to me recently and has kept spinning around in my head was “What does it mean to be home”? When my mother said to me as a child “don’t be home to late”, I knew where my head was to lay at night but wasn’t … Read More

What Was I Thinking?

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Today is the fifth day on the road. I’ve really been taking it easy and not driving all day. Stopping when I need to take a break and seeing the things that I would like. The United States has its beautiful places just like other parts of the world. And … Read More

How Do You Do It?

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How Do You Do It? It’s quite the question, I know.  And I have not written on this blog in a while and am unsure how to use this open form of expression anymore. How should I do it? Many will say it’s too open and I need to be … Read More

Trying to come home…

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No, thank you, I don’t want a conversation about the sport teams you like While you lecture me about the political climate in the USA And climate change And plastic bags And immigration vs racism   I don’t really think your bank account or your car Proves much And your … Read More

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