This morning was a dream come true. I actually woke up before my alarm went off at 5 AM. Granted I didn’t spring in to action but lying in my … Continue reading [Day 9][Weird Fitness]: Training Like My Protagonist
Tonight was nuts so I didn’t get to finish my fitness post. So Today’s check in will be a simple acknowledgement that sometimes life happens and shit just doesn’t get … Continue reading [Day 8][Reflection]: So Dumb That It Makes Me Smile
There is something magical about beginnings and the first day of things. The optimism of what you will accomplish, untarnished by the wear and tear of doing the work necessary … Continue reading [Day 7][Reflection]: Simplify Simplify
I took this at an event called Alleywave in Fresno, CA. The fire breather was accompanied by a fire dancer and were putting on a really good show–so I … Continue reading [Day 6][Photography]: “Fire Breather”
I’ve figured it out! I don’t know about god, but the brain certainly works in mysterious ways when it comes to revelations. I had mine at 4 AM after a night … Continue reading [Day 5][Step-by-Step]: What do you Do About a Change That You Desire but Can’t Commit to?
Today’s entry is the cover art for an open letter to my first-love, because The misery of the first two days finally paid off. Both My creativity and productivity went up … Continue reading [Day 4][ART]: “The Bridge We Share”
A clock is no one neither slave nor master it is a number line that is ever marching Towards the passage of time Time, the only wealth we have to … Continue reading [Day 3][First Poem]: “A Wealth Of Time”
Everything was good until last night when I got hung up writing my last post (oh the irony). That triggered a chain reaction that ended with me staying up and working … Continue reading [Day 2]: “Tired, anxious but not really ashamed. “
I know there’s a billion articles that evangelize self-care, positive thinking, and optimism, but to be honest–optimism and being positive can be F***ing Toxic sometimes. In the beginning of building … Continue reading [Day 1]: “Optimism and Positivity Can be F***ing Toxic”
Today was supposed to be “Day 1” of a brand new daily routine but like so many others, the change I’m looking for it seems is going to begin with … Continue reading [Day 0]: “Everything here feels like it should’ve been gotten rid of yesterday.”
Everything was drowning in something and everyone, swimming towards the same shore. Alcohol flowed from silver taps and went into glasses with names like ales, porters and stouts. Cigarette smoke … Continue reading Jack Johnson in Purgatory
To me, holding a camera feels like searching for a reminder of those real and metaphysical places that you pass by like a passenger. Because it’s not nylon that holds the camera to my body, it’s nostalgia. It’s that sweet pain that comes before the shutter closes on a flooded river, and reminds you of a place eight thousand two hundred and fourteen miles away.