Sometimes, the wind blows.

Last week, I found out about a friend who passed away suddenly.

I quit my brand new, beautiful job.

There is so much ​Social ​Media doesn't see.

I find the concept of trail magic absolutely thrilling and all I want to be when I grow up is some form of a trail fairy god-mother.

Wisps of frost coat my lungs and I can feel winter swirling inside.

Lately, I feel like Christopher McCandles [alexander supertramp] screaming...

I was 17 years young, wanting the take the road west and give the middle finger to my impending collegiate responsibilities.

This summer was everything short of what I imagined.

One day is here and the next is gone.

This is me and this is my first "real" hat that I bought in Colorado last year.