some stuff i've written about adventure
When We Hit the Wall
Three hundred drivers spun out and crunched against walls and guardrails and schoolbusses and semi trucks today, a frozen flash mob symphony of crushed plastic and bent steel.
Day 15: Roadtripping
Today I drove from Chicago to Little Rock. I want to have something profound to say, but I am so very full of pizza right now. So I’m going to sit here on my man Cory’s couch and talk to…
A Roadtrip. A Tattoo. A Damn Good Story.
I want to tell you about my new tattoo. It’s a bold scrawl underlined in red, bleeding across my chest and onto my arm. It’s only a few days old. Today it feels like a sunburn. This week a layer of…
Goodbye Charlotte
“We’re living a good story.” That’s what I told Sarah in August a year ago, as we threw things into a suitcase for a reckless overnight road trip to Charlotte. And in a sense, that was true. Good stories and…
Somewhere On This Coast or the Other
The words that you are about to read were penned seven years ago, during a pilgrimage to Portland. I was gratuitously plagiarizing Donald Miller’s search for God; God was kind enough to meet me on the West Coast despite my lack…