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No Diplomas, Only Hugs

“You’ll have far better luck toughening yourself up than you ever will trying to take the teeth out of the world that is – at best – indifferent to you existence.” – Ryan Holiday in The Obstacle is the Way

Saturday Morning and The Cosmic Hangover

One of the loaded consequences that come with dabbling in the cosmos is the next day you feel like the gods plucked you out of your bed in the middle of the night and dipped you, ever so slowly, into a deep puddle of solvent or…

Pura Vida: Part 2 – Where the Wild Things Are

If you haven’t read Pura Vida: Part 1 – The Winners Circle Please read that first. Enjoy! The winding and curving of the roads in Costa Rica become tiresome on the stomach, but as you move toward the center of the country, the scenery is anything but…

Pura Vida: Part 1 – The Winners Circle

Vacations usually start off simple at face value. People go places and do things to break the monotony of the life that has swallowed them whole. They need a change of pace, and then back into the whale they go – into the darkness, until…

23-Year-Old Me Would Never Turn Down a Jager Bomb

Last night, restless and feeling like a badger stuck in a leg trap, I sought refuge from my mind under a neon tree. This neon tree is planted at a place called The Park Tavern, my local bar. The old wood paneling and smell of…

Adulting, Rejection and Business as Usual

We sat on barstools in the front door of the coffee shop, taking in the warmth of the sun like cats on a porch. We looked at each other and out the windows and at the people that filled the room. Not all words are…

What I Didn’t Find at the Bottom of a Bottle

During the summer of 2015 dead people were everywhere. They could be found in the news, in my family and even in my dreams. It was just one of those summers where folks were starting their new lives in marriage, but others were taking their…

While Waiting For My Clothes and My Soul to Dry

My underwear, comforter and other random articles of clothing are tumbling away in a dryer downstairs and I have to wait, wait, wait like a dog for his master. I can see the Lord of this life, high up in the clouds, laugh at my…