In the past couple months, I’ve noticed a growing, baffling trend; that being nearly every woman on this earth owns a cat. It’s gotten to the point that this phenomenon warrants some explanation. The other night I was on a date, things were heating up, and we decided to go back to her place. “You... Continue Reading →

What Do I Do With My Life? Man, time definitely flies when you’re having fun. It seems like just yesterday I was stressing out about going to college, and if that path was right for me. It seems like only a few hours ago that I was a bundle of nerves, anxiously awaiting the beginning... Continue Reading →

    “Damaged. You’re a little damaged.” These were the words of my hairstylist as she was removing what little remained of the hair on the back of my neck. “This is what I get for sharing my feelings,” I thought to myself as she began massaging and shampooing my head with a technique that... Continue Reading →

A lot of pain and heartache went into The Long Road North. I have grappled with many themes and events during my time writing this memoir, as it is so clearly both a positive and negative reflection on my not-so-distant past. How I portrayed certain people, events, and even myself weighed heavily on me throughout... Continue Reading →

  That doubt always creeps into your head. It’s been there since you were a young boy or girl. Can I do this, you think to yourself as you prepare to take on the latest challenge in your life. This line of thinking is natural because you’re straying from your norm, from the lifestyle you... Continue Reading →

  You know that feeling you get when your life goes from carefree to adrenaline-fused in a matter of seconds? Nope. Neither do I. At least, I didn’t until my classmate Paul walked through the doors of Sanford Senior High that fateful day. It was a Tuesday, the day typically reserved for receiving great deals... Continue Reading →

They say that life is short. They say that you should work hard and love harder. They say that for every action there is a reaction. They also say you should never mix work with pleasure. They tell you a lot of things, and most of the time they are right. But they never tell... Continue Reading →

"Life hasn't beat you up enough yet. I can tell in your writing," my mother bluntly told me a few weeks ago while I was chomping down an organic banana. I looked at her, puzzled. Well god damn, it sure feels like life is taking its' swings. It’s 10:07 P.M., and I’m two Sex on... Continue Reading →

  By analyzing the landscape of my gym, I am by no means conducting a groundbreaking expose. If you have been to a gym roughly five times in your life, you know the stereotypes. Even if you haven’t ever been to a gym, all you’d need to do is look up Dude Perfect on YouTube... Continue Reading →