Feeling everything and nothing in one solitary existence

Places where every moment feels like 11:59 pm on December 31st.

To be human is to feel the ups and downs of life.

A dog is foremost an instrument of personal growth…

Do you ever read words that give you life?

Places where I can lean into you, and lean out of time.

A few days ago, someone asked me, "do you have any specific things you're working towards currently?"

This is me looking happy but feeling so completely confused.

Just one speck in our universal tapestry.

When was the last time you were silly?

This is me welcoming you into the outdoors.

This is just my narrative with my body.

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.

"Has anyone ever asked you how you became a trail runner?"

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