I might get lost in a strange place. But, I’m already lost where I’m at, so…
Category: gonzo journalism
How many people have years like this? How many years like this do you have in your entire life? One, maybe two or three? I’m so completely grateful for coming out the other end of it transformed that it’s humbling.
Don’t laugh. I thought it would be easier than this. And, no, I don’t want to sleep with your husbands.
Goal for 2016….know that the universe, for a short period in history, created a small blue planet capable of art, music, thought, war, pain, and suffering—and that it will all be forgotten in the grand scheme of things.
A cynic’s update to her solo journey through the southwest. Spoiler alert: it’s going well.
Be brave. That’s all I can say. It sort of sucks. It’s not perfect. But try it. People are really afraid of loneliness. I think this is funny, actually. It’s not so bad, I think. I’m so lonely in my real life sometimes, I think I might die and no one will notice. But, in practice, when I travel with another person, I end up cranky. I like to spend 99% of the time inside of my own head anyway.
If happiness is a choice, then why do we need a PR campaign to convince us? Why do we need to be reminded?
And, shouldn’t that make us just a little bit suspicious?
Think I can’t spend 10 minutes in a room with you and find out what makes you tick? Try me. I love it. It’s secretly the best feeling. I love being able to get inside your head.
I’ll always think of the kids that no one took seriously back in 8th grade who could have done so much more if people had gotten over themselves. And, it will always make me panic just a little bit.
It takes 20,000 years for light energy to reach the surface of the sun. And, about three times that long to get my tent set up. Camping sucks.