nothing ever really ends

Writing one of my students turned in It is another season of goodbye. I packed up my car, gave the sink a final scrub, and headed west through the cornfields. I've wrote about goodbyes a lot on this blog, so here we go again. There is never enough time to see everyone, to visit all …

triage

Sunrise before the commute. It's because of mercury, one of my coworkers tells me in the staff room. It's in retrograde? Something like that. I saw it on social media. That's why the kids are acting like this. Full moon's tomorrow, a different coworker says a week later. Another teacher shakes her head. I don't …

to disappear

"Do you need to call someone? Let them know where you are and what happened?" The guy in the driver's seat asks. The darkness is nearly finished settling and the snowy peaks in the distance are quickly disappearing. A truck drives by every 10 minutes or so, but the road is fairly empty."No, I'm good," …

To Chingachgook

Once upon a time, I worked at a camp called Chingachgook. It was a sprawling camp nestled in the southern Adirondacks with a 32.6 mile lake at one end and a 2,631-foot mountain at the other. It was home to squirrels and owls and eastern newts. It was home to dozens of staff members, their …

regrets

The magazine editor Phillip Picardi recently posted on his blog about regrets. "I hate people who say they have no regrets," he wrote. "They are all liars." I've been thinking about his blog post recently. He writes about his regrets with humor and honesty. Some are small regrets---buying a winter coat right before moving to …

tips for surviving the end of the world

First off, it's not the end of the world. Secondly, let me tell you a little about me. I've woken up with a headache every day this week from stress. My anxiety is this hazy, inarticulate thing that clouds my senses, leaving me lying in bed curled up in my sleeping bag, worrying about my …

Three Moments (Part II)

  One I am sitting at the check-in desk waiting for weekend arrivals. It is early in the fall season, and I'm still adjusting to the shift. Cabins in place of tents, refrigerators in place of bear canisters, paperwork and formalities in place of primal summer wildness. I am sad to see summer go. Even …

10 Books That Changed My Life (And Maybe They’ll Change Yours)

When people ask what my hobbies are, only two ever surface: books and the outdoors. Every facet about books. Every nook and cranny about being outside. Reading is the most steadfast companion of my life. It is a passion I enjoy both publicly and privately. Some books I love to discuss with friends, sharing favorite …

Now

Time is a sloshing, sticky thing. I first started this blog as a way to document my travels when I lived out of my car. That was nearly two years ago, and here we still are. I've kept writing because I've always written and I don't know another way to live. But I also write …

The Word for Woman is Wilderness

"Okay, so honestly, why are you doing this? Did something bad happen to you?" "What do you mean?" "Well, usually that's why people do things like this, they are running away." "Why do you go camping, Stan? Did something bad happen to you?" "No." "Exactly." "But like, you don't even come from a place that …

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