On the Road

My Jack Kerouac adventure was supposed to begin today. However, life is a moving target and, every now and then, it throws a pandemic at you so you are forced — or persuaded — to change plans. The plan was a journey across America, South to Pacific Northwest with fun stops in Amarillo, Albuquerque, Fort…

Body Memory

As I have often heard, “life is a bitch and then you die”. On the whole, I subscribe to that theory. I have never been a full life advocate myself, not because I don’t want it or because I have suicidal tendencies, but because I do think there is more harm than good to be…