A Tale of Two Cities

Physically, my weekend started with an early morning flight down from where I live in the Pacific Northwest to attend a wedding in my old home in the Southwest. But mentally, my weekend started with running into a high school friend who didn’t remember me while changing planes in Phoenix. Had I really changed soContinue reading “A Tale of Two Cities”

The Madness of Clocks

For most people, changing over into Daylight Savings Time is no big deal. I am not most people. For me, this setting my clocks an hour ahead feels like tumbling down the rabbit hole. For 12 years, I lived in Arizona, one of only two states in the union that don’t participate in Daylight SavingsContinue reading “The Madness of Clocks”

Lucky Thirteen

When I eventually retell the story of my life, I think that I’ll say that 2013 was the year that everything changed. The funny thing about stories is how the details vary with the telling. The exact words are misquoted, the specifics are glossed over, timelines are stretched or squeezed and the wrinkles in theContinue reading “Lucky Thirteen”

Censorship Kills: Banned Books Week

I stayed up into the late hours of the night finishing the first Harry Potter book. I read it voraciously, finishing in just a couple of days. I couldn’t wait to talk to my friends about it. Imagine my surprise when one of my close friends told me that he hadn’t read it. I offeredContinue reading “Censorship Kills: Banned Books Week”

One Week In Washington: My Obsession With Water

There is so much water. So much. It’s been seven days since I found myself in the mysterious, far away land that is the state of Washington and I think it’s slowly beginning to dawn on me that I’m staying. Will flew home on Tuesday and much of the early excitement has cooled off. IContinue reading “One Week In Washington: My Obsession With Water”

Day Three: Pirates of the Oregon Trail

The open road is synonymous with freedom. If you have wheels, you can go anywhere you want. The further I get from Arizona, the more free I feel. Not to say that I felt trapped in Flagstaff, but going somewhere new on my own is extraordinarily liberating. The stresses are miles in the rear viewContinue reading “Day Three: Pirates of the Oregon Trail”

Day One: Oasis

The first leg of the Great Move of 2013 is behind me. Yesterday, the U-Haul was packed, my car loaded up onto the back and my trusty co-pilot, Will, and I trucked westward. Learning to drive this rig is proving difficult, so I’m that guy everyone hates, going twenty miles (or more) under the speedContinue reading “Day One: Oasis”

Packing the Past

Ever since I moved away from home, I’ve lugged around a few boxes that I refused to open. Within were literal pages from my past — old notebooks, sketches, school assignments from my youth. For years, I didn’t want to confront them. Not because I was embarrassed by them, but because digging through your pastContinue reading “Packing the Past”

That Old Pioneer Spirit

For hundreds of thousands of years, human kind has taken up more and more space. We’ve spread out of Africa and expanded over mountains and deserts and land bridges and oceans to occupy every continent on Earth. I think that urge to go somewhere new is in all of us. Perhaps that’s why we allContinue reading “That Old Pioneer Spirit”

The Beast With a Billion Boxes

Moving is a lot like going to therapy. Packing your belongings requires you to go though not just your physical stuff, but your psychological stuff, too. You have to sort through the things you’ve accumulated over the years — the memories and knick-knacks alike. I’ve only been packing for a few days, but already I’veContinue reading “The Beast With a Billion Boxes”