writing.

I have a blog that doesn't really adhere to any fixed themes. From philosophy essays to travel stories to love letters, it really is the wild west.

To My Future Son

I imagine myself sitting on a chair, working. You come running towards me, curve your tiny hand around my right hand, and squeal: “Daddy, I wanna fly!” I hold you up by the arms, lift...

Lessons from Traveling to 30 Countries

I originally wanted to write 30 lessons for 30 countries, but that felt like a stupid flex. Why does it have to be 30? These are just the handful of things I think might actually...

Mountain of Spirits

I’m not a woo-woo person. I don’t really believe in spirits or mysticism in general. I walked into a hostel here in Mont tremblant and it read that the ancient Algonquin tribe called this place...

I Hope It Happens For You

I want to fall in love again, but this time I want to do it once for the rest of my life with the right person. “Speak now or forever hold your peace” kinda thing....

Messages to 24 People I Know

These are messages to people I’ve known, loved, disappointed, or been shaped by. Names are omitted intentionally, because perhaps you’ve known these people too. You are a good dude and I see so much potential...

With or Without You

my father always told me: "if you want to go for a run, go for a run, don't look for company. sooner or later, on your fifth run or your twentieth, like-minded people will find...

The Bike Trip that Never Was

People always say you’re the average of the five people you spend your time with. That assumes those five people are remotely similar. It becomes a problem when they’re mutually exclusive in every sense of...

Faith is All You Need

A famous line, echoing Stoic thought, says “The mind can make a heaven of hell and a hell of heaven”. Underneath that phrase is the idea that it’s not really about the external situation you’re...

On Looking Inwards

I think that there’s so much inside of us, in our soul, in our bodies, that needs to be heard, that cannot be heard, because we distract ourselves from external sources. And I think it’s...