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If–>Then: Planning & Decision-making

I aim to be optimistic and always provide a genuinely encouraging portrayal of travel and life on the road but right now it feels downright dull and aggravating. Aggravating because of the combination of a plethora of options and my indecision paralysis are slowly driving me nuts. I know I don’t really have anything to complain about and I know my life is damn good; I’m blessed beyond measure to be able to travel footloose and fancy free–but I shall whine a bit regardless… Without the urgency of a compressed timeline (e.g. vacation, sabbatical) or the restrictions of needing to adhere to a specific itinerary, I find myself feeling listless and uninspired for the first time in months. I’ve been going for the better part of a year and it appears I’ve hit my slump.

For the record: I adore Waffle House (scattered, covered, smothered).

For the record: I adore Waffle House (scattered, covered, smothered).


My drive to pack up the backpack and hit the road is on hiatus. The itchy feet that plagued me months ago are feeling heavy and reluctant to put on more miles. The novelty of unfettered travel has lost some of its luster and now I feel like I’m sitting alone on a sticky vinyl booth inside an all-night diner; it’s 1am. The broken fluorescent lights twinkle off the dented silver milk tin next to my bottomless cup-o-joe as an indifferent waitress stares down at me. Though there are no other customers, she is impatient and irritated with me. Continue reading

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Tribe of Wayfarers & The Tao of “living right”

“Friends remind us of who we truly are.”

It seems with every passing day these words gain new meaning. I blush to think how lucky I am for the friends in my life–for they constantly reassure me and egg me on, as if a silly childhood challenge: “go on, I dare you–you be you. See how you you can be…”

Any my what a challenge that is! Isn’t it curious? The thing that should come so naturally is in fact so elusive… Why is this? How did it come to be this way? Has it always been so..?

We often talk of “being grounded,” but how do we understand and what is implied by this phrase? In the sense of physics gravity effects us all the same. I am no more or less subject to Newton’s universal law than he or she or y’all over there–that’s why it’s called universal, duh! My feet are just as grounded as anyone else’s yet why has it felt that I’m adrift, wayward, grasping my toes towards the solid earth? Continue reading


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THRILL SEEKER

Today is the five year anniversary of the death of someone very special to me.

My Uncle Ronnie was no ordinary Uncle–nor ordinary man for that matter.

He was a wild child, an outdoorsman, a fiercely independent thinker, a fiercely loyal and caring friend. In his own unique lexicon he as a “THRILL SEEKER”–always in capital letters, always a complete phrase.

Ronnie's bike was a yamaha, but you get the idea...

Ronnie’s bike was a yamaha, but you get the idea…

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The new (new) plan*

Howdy readers,

You may have the distinct impression that I haven’t been writing during my 2 radio silent months–but you’d be wrong!

In an effort to re-jumpstart this here blog–a blog for which my enthusiasm hasn’t waned–I’m enacting the new (new) plan. In addition to embracing all things far-out n groovy as bonafide subject material I’m going to be posting up all the posts I’ve written over the months yet failed to publish. Yes, there will also be some nifty living in the present blog posts (sneak peak: elephants and chasing destiny!).

You shall be treated to re-enactments of visiting the world’s largest subterranean cavern at Mulu Caves in Borneo, read my struggles attempting to rationalize the complex ethics of adult entertainment and the sex trade (racey-stuff that will probably bother my mother a bit…) and read my wide-eyed but participatory attempt at assimilating into the Laos backpacker scene.

And yes, I really should post more photos…

So there you have it: writings from the past about the past being presented as present sometime soon in the future. And hopefully the new (new) plan sates those two months of bloggy starvation.

Xoxo,

~L

*subject to future revision ๐Ÿ˜‰


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Hey Thailand, Call Me Maybe

“Hi Thailand. I just met you, and this is crazy, but [I love you] maybe.”

Only 24 hours in Thailand–Chiang Mai to be exact–and I’ve got a good feeling about this place. It could be that I’ve had roommates and ex’s who’ve spent time here, or maybe that I have Thai relatives and close family friends. Or maybe it’s the food that I’ve always had an affection for. Continue reading