What’s up with that? Where do I get this INSANE sense of URGENCY from? I feel like I only have 2 years left or something. Oh these plans for the next two years keep going around and around in circles in my head, I freak out about when I’m going to get it all done,

2010 began like every year of my life will from here onwards – living in complete harmony with my values of life. Not doing anything to undermine them or living by someone else’s values again. When that happens it can only end in sadness or take you down a long road of complete life-wasting. This

Nelson has been pestering me to explain what this red wrist band is that appears in all my photos, and so here it is:

I left for this adventure with a wide open heart, somehow instinctively knowing I would never forget it, for everything I would learn. Weeks before the trip I felt the rumble of thunder in the ache of my bones, knowing the experience would widen and shape me like a young canyon hit by a flash

Meet Brett – who could best be described as my ‘super psyched’ companion for the week or so long Texas adventure I mentioned a while back. As you can see he’s a mechanical midwife of sorts, an engine gigolo, which has come in very handy with the guaranteed, yet somehow ‘completely unexpected’ mechanical failures on