Awakening

In my mind, I stand at a stony precipice looking down into inky blackness. Above me, the stars shine brightly, beautifully. All is quiet and well up there. I feel a gurgling inertia in my chest. I wish to slip into the darkness, sound into sleep, but the untamed faucet of my thoughts pounds myContinue reading “Awakening”

My Job

“So you take people hiking?” Yeah, something like that.

This Must Be the Place

Do me a favor, blast this song while you read this post. I was driving Highway 97 by myself, windows down, some garbage pop song playing loud on the radio and I just knew: I can’t leave Terrebonne. I’d just come down from climbing in the Marsupials — an obscure crag by Smith-classics standards — andContinue reading “This Must Be the Place”