I’m currently staying at my friend Amanda’s house in Massachusetts. She’s been kind enough to let me stay for a time while I decide what to do next and where to go. I’m truly grateful to her for her hospitality. Continue reading
This is my account of the events that took place on October 1, 2017 in Las Vegas, Nevada. Continue reading
As I write this, it’s Thursday night, and I’m sitting in the Cleveland Hopkins International Airport.
In the post Multiple Choice Life, I did my best to explain some of my desires for my life and their competing nature. I want to have a family, but I also want to travel. Perhaps those two aren’t as mutually exclusive as I see them now, but I see what I see. If the reality is far removed from my perception of it, my perception still stands.
Regardless of the accuracy of my perception, there are several reasons why I want to travel. Continue reading
On September 12, I made the 90 minute drive up to Cleveland with my cousin Dave to watch the Cleveland Indians play the Detroit Tigers. Dave and I had talked about seeing an Indians game sometime this season, and, given that the end of the regular season is approaching, time was running out for us to follow through on this agreement. It just so happens that the Indians were in the midst of a 19-game winning streak, so we had the chance to see them go for number 20, which would tie the record for the longest winning streak in American League history.
Throughout the posts on this blog, I’ve shared a lot about myself, my desires, and my thoughts. It’s clearly a very personal blog. It does not, however, cover everything I think about. There is so much more that goes through my mind on a daily basis that I don’t mention or share here, mostly because it isn’t possible to say everything I’d like to say. Continue reading
I’ve been back in the US for over 8 months as I write this. This is significantly longer than I thought it would be when I came back in December. I thought I’d be heading back to Europe by April or May. The plan eventually became leaving in June. Then it was July. Then August.
‘What happened?’ you may ask. The best answer I can give is that life happened. Continue reading