Around Me, Within Me

Reading John Muir's My First Summer in the Sierra makes me wish that over the past few years, I had kept a more comprehensive journal detailing my own travels, along with my many encounters and experiences in Los Angeles; as opposed to what I fear might only amount to scattered, disconnected ramblings and loose sketches based on the things I …

Song to the Young Pilgrim

Fear not youngblood, lying neath the sun, for I crave only adventure. Embrace this day, for there is no way to sit and predict the future. Yes I see you, young and warm and resting by fire And I know, for I am old, of all the things you desire; But you haven’t seen the …

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