I’ve had these recurring nightmares throughout my life: Showing up to school on a holiday and having the teacher make me stay – sometimes I show up without clothes, but that’s always on a regular school day, when I can feel the utter horror. Sailing off the end of a bridge or cliff. Showing up […]
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“Live, travel, adventure, bless, and don’t be sorry.” ~ Jack Kerouac We’ve been sitting here in the Cottonwood Springs BLM lands just south of Joshua Tree National Park for the last three days. It’s not a place whose beauty can easily be seen in a photo. It’s dusty, beige, sandy and scrub brush, on a […]