Day 17: The Answer is Nothing
Thirty-five years ago I did a solo bicycle trip from the Mexico border through Canada. It was a dark time for me ... I was going through...
Taking Melville's Advice
“Whenever I find myself growing grim about the mouth; whenever it is a damp, drizzly November in my soul; … and especially whenever my...
Day 16: The Parable of the Parakeet
Solitude is simple, but that doesn’t mean that it is easy. It is simple in the sense that it doesn’t cost any money. You don’t need...
