Last night, I had one of those dreams, that when I woke up I just couldn’t forget. Though it wasn’t dramatic or worthy of cinematic adaptation, it has stuck with me throughout the morning and well into my Sunday. I found myself in my own basement on a search for something, but of course, now I cannot remember what that something was. Looking back, I am not even sure if I knew what it was
It has been 302 days since my last blog post; 143 days since I started losing my ongoing battle with depression; and at least 50 days since I’ve had any enthusiasm or energy for adventure. Anyone reading this, who knows me, even a little, knows how tragic that sentence feels being typed through my fingers. I used to live for adventure. Fuck, I used to believe that I WAS adventure. But then came this year.
Have you ever had a conversation that became the pivotal moment of realization for you? Maybe a person said exactly what you needed, or didn’t need to hear at an exact vulnerable moment? This morning my Mother called, as she sometimes does, just to chat. After a few minutes of catching up about what we had been up to the last few days, she started talking about family and relationships. Within seconds an anxious flood
When you think of Iceland what is the first thing that comes to mind? Majestic glaciers? Glittering ice caps? Vibrant green northern lights darting across the sky? Well, for me the first thing that came to mind was bucket list. Iceland has been on my list for ages. It always seemed like the perfect place to get lost-in-nature. So much so, that it almost seemed liked the unattainable dream. Like that perfect place that you
What exactly does dating mean? Does it mean going out on a bunch of first dates and maybe moving on to a second date with only a few? Or does it mean seeing many different people on the regular and maybe even sleeping with them too? It’s been quite some time since I have dated, but things have changed a lot! A few months ago marked my arrival back into the dating community. Truth be
Located in southeastern Ohio, “Hocking Hills” refers mostly to the State Park and State Forest near the small town of Logan. This place is perfect for a short weekend adventure because even if you don’t have a lot of time, you can still see pretty much everything worth seeing at Hocking Hills in under 48 hours. We set out from metro Detroit early Friday morning and only spent one night and another full day in
“Let me fall if I must, the one I will become will catch me.” -Baal Shem Tov Recently I did something that is very uncharacteristic of myself. I made the decision to delete nearly every photo album I had online. This may seem like nothing to some people but with photography being one of my favorite hobbies, I probably had 50+ albums, some of which dating back at least ten years. Well, yesterday I
BURGERS! I love them. I crave them. I dream about them. Medium rare, bacon, melted cheese and all the fixings. It’s safe to say if it absolutely came down to it and I had to pick, I would probably pick burgers as my favorite food (sorry pizza). So when I came across the thrill-list of Michigan’s 22 Best Burgers I couldn’t refuse the temptation. This checklist was purely pleasure and had no deadline. With that said,
Activity: Backpacking Date Visited: 11/10/17 – 11/11/17 Distance: 5 Miles Parking: Hoist Lake East Parking lot Trailhead: Hoist Lake East Trailhead I was overwhelmingly excited when Leah introduced me to yet another Michigan trail that is semi close to home. Hoist Lakes is located in the Huron-Manistee Forest and is only about three hours north of Detroit, so it serves as the perfect quick weekend getaway into the woods. Three short hours to 10,000 acres
Still riding the high from my previous weekend at Pictured Rocks, I spent the first few nights after returning home discussing my weekend adventure and sharing my photos. Afterwards, I had a few friends reach out to me regarding gear, hikes, mileage, and possible trip planning. One friend in particular, Anthony, had just dropped a hefty amount of money at REI on gear in preparation for his incoming trip to Patagonia. He had contacted me
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