There’s something magical in using what’s lying around and turning it into something it wasn’t made for. Like a pumpkin into a carriage, a carpet into a ride, or a van into a home.
...it’s not easy when you’re transitioning out of an old self into a new self. The questions from strangers can leave you feeling like a deer in the headlights - not knowing how to answer - stuck between your old self and some bright light that you’re moving toward but don’t quite know what it is…
The other day I was thinking what would it be like if we all were invisible…no body…no face…no skin…no eyes…no gender…ageless…no clothes…no need for objects…not even food and water…
Alki has been a favorite spot since the first or second year of living in a van. So now, it just feels like home. And right now, all I feel like doing is chasing around that feeling of home.
It might be cliche to write about footprints in the sand…but watching my footprints disappear in the sand as the waves wash over them definitely has a way of making me feel refreshed.It’s like this unmistakable message from nature that it’s all part of life’s natural cycle…
There’s something magical in using what’s lying around and turning it into something it wasn’t made for. Like a pumpkin into a carriage, a carpet into a ride, or a van into a home.
Practicing going to someone healthy versus someone unhealthy makes a world of difference. It makes a different world.
I spent a great portion of my life trying to make the impossible possible. I wanted privilege without responsibility and love without pain.
...knowing people in a temporary town is what makes the temporary town stay with you when you leave...
...it’s not easy when you’re transitioning out of an old self into a new self. The questions from strangers can leave you feeling like a deer in the headlights - not knowing how to answer - stuck between your old self and some bright light that you’re moving toward but don’t quite know what it is…
The other day I was thinking what would it be like if we all were invisible…no body…no face…no skin…no eyes…no gender…ageless…no clothes…no need for objects…not even food and water…
Today I went out into the world, and I don’t mean into the woods hiding away from everyone. I’ve been avoiding people ever since the upheaval of p...
Alki has been a favorite spot since the first or second year of living in a van. So now, it just feels like home. And right now, all I feel like doing is chasing around that feeling of home.
I did it. I committed to getting off of social media and posted my final post today. Already I feel more in control of my own self worth. Just l...
You know how when you break up with someone, it’s easy to only remember their good parts and want them back? I’ve been grieving for Malcolm. The...
…a slice of my thoughts right before dreams take over while being rocked to sleep on the 101.
It might be cliche to write about footprints in the sand…but watching my footprints disappear in the sand as the waves wash over them definitely has a way of making me feel refreshed. It’s like this unmistakable message from nature that it’s all part of life’s natural cycle…
