Perhaps I'm a Placitarian: a human being who is very likely to fall in love with a town, city, place or location. The sight of a tree or smell of a flower is always more than I expect. I've never looked at a tree and thought, "Wow, that is so disappointing." Nature always satisfies.
Maybe you've decided to work in office jobs as little as you could and to make as little money as living honestly requires -- because typing at a computer and sitting down all day long, all week, all life even, would drain your heart. Perhaps you've even left a love because you needed to grow, ...
After years of performing at the top of my classes and working so hard to maintain a polished and practiced persona, I began suffering from inextinguishable migraines, panic attacks, insomnia, anxiety, and depression. It was then that I discovered that play, adventure, travel, and basic ...
Horses have been instrumental, possibly the most influential animals, in human progress in the past centuries. The horses provided transportation, they sacrificed in so many ways, including on the battlefield and the farm field. They have amazing stamina. They have carried us on their backs and ...
I decided if my prognosis was to be believed, I felt I needed to try and pack as much life into those 18 months as possible. My calendar filled with dinners, parties, concerts and Sunday brunches. When weeks turned to months, my body became stronger and I became bolder. I added traveling to the ...
When did we grow afraid of strangers? When did the popular wisdom for travelers shift from 'Trust the road and the good Samaritans who walk it' to 'Trust no one'? When did two strangers -- or four strangers -- talking on the train become the exception, rather than the rule?
She meets me briefly across the carpeted distance, dark eyes nestled in auburn, a wisp of a smile; her satin dress dissolves the light like water, and I am a man overboard, un-anchored in a shifting ocean of teal blue waves, the cross-hatched moquette a net that enmeshes us both like minnows.