A blog about life out here. And out there. And out, well, everywhere. Without a paddle. Without instructions. But likely with wine. Or maybe Jack. And lots and lots of coffee. There will definitely be coffee. Crap and beer. How could I forget beer?
The sun came out this morning back in the forest and I laid down in a circle of trees on the forest floor. I left my burden there, and I stood up a little bit lighter from the weight the trees took off my shoulders.