Hair today, gone tomorrow. Back in my teens, my stylist once told me I had “model hair.” I’m not sure if she was just being kind or trying to keep me as a regular, but there is no way I could walk into an agency with my matted mess and get offered a gig. If only she was able to trim my reality for that to be true.
Read MoreThe path to righteousness…can it be plotted out using the cluster of red marks that adorn my face like a treasure map? I’m guessing not, so how do I go about scrubbing out the shame and forgetting the scars of wrongdoing? Will I ever find the right answer?
Read MoreSome tents and sleeping bags are made for freezing cold, pouring rain, and blustering wind; others (like mine)...not so much. I expected the conditions to be warmer overnight as I traveled further south, but the elevation of each of my stops left me vulnerable to the reality of the frigid weather. When life freezes your lemons, what's the next best move?
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