What if, one day, you woke up and discovered that you only had 28 days to live? Continue reading “55: I can’t really afford to live every day like it’s my last”
I do a lot of driving.
My commute to work is an hour each way. I’m in a band that practices anywhere between an hour and 2 hours away from my house. I’m in a long distance relationship, separated from my significant other by 200 miles.
So, suffice to say, I’m constantly dreaming of the day that teleportation of humans and objects is possible. Continue reading “41: beam me up”
The universe shone its favor down upon me this past summer, blessing me with a flexible work schedule, long weekends and a variety of travel opportunities. I’ll probably do several posts about my summer ’16 adventures.
This post is about a short trip I took with my dad and his college roomie to Oregon. Continue reading “7: best coast”