Downstream with a strong friend is a nice way to travel
This year has felt like paddling upstream. That sense of struggling against a current that is so intense that you can’t see the progress being made until you find a safe beach to pull off on. So here I am, Continue reading
“You alright?” the dive masters’ thick British accent faintly calls across the waves, betraying more than a little concern.
“Fine, just lost my mask.” Continue reading
A friend since grade school, L has always walked like she is storming a castle. It’s a good day if I’m only a hundred feet behind her, it’s a good day for anyone if they are within fifty. Today, on the path through the rain forest, it’s not a good day.
Let me rephrase, it’s actually one of the most amazing days in the history of ever. Continue reading
Bionic Tumbleweed 
