On Meaning, Monogamy, and Marx
On why I’ve chosen monogamy as a gay man.
Reneging on My Six… Maybe
A while back, I wrote I was a counter-phobic, sexual six. If you’re not an enneagram nerd like myself, no, I’m not having sex with six people. In short, a sexual six is scared and presents courageous to prove to themself and others they’re able to beat anything. I promise I’m getting to sappy, personal…
Purpose and the Politician
A recent trip to Texas and a Netflix original show trigger thoughts of purpose and destiny.
Epilogue – Colorado Springs, CO
And now is the part where I say, “I returned home! My journies enlightened me. I’ve been changed.” If only… Life has been rough since coming back. I would love to say that all the travels and people transformed me. In the moment, it did. Hope was birthed. Love re-kindled. It was as though life…
Part 8. Phoenix, AZ
Arizona. How many times have I mentioned I hate deserts on this blog? And yet, I keep ending up in them. I will say this, there is something actually magical about a desert (can’t believe I said that). It strips you of any self-resilience. Strength doesn’t matter. Money can’t buy you anything. You’re stripped to…
Part 7. – San Jose, CA
Before I started this trip, I made a promise to myself that if anyone invited me into their home, I’d go, as long as I had the time and money. Little did I know that this promise would carry me to the least likely of places. “Come visit me.” It was a simple Instagram comment,…