My Road To The Back Left Pole: A Bonnaroo Experience (part 3 of 3)

1 | 2 | 3 2015 When it came time to make the decision to purchase tickets for Bonnaroo this year, it wasn’t even a question. My girlfriend and I weren’t interested in even waiting for the lineup to be posted. The lineup is almost inconsequential to us at this point. We know there’s going to be good…

My Road To The Back Left Pole: A Bonnaroo Experience (part 1 of 3)

1 | 2 | 3 I often find myself trying to explain to people the things that make Bonnaroo so amazing; why I’ll do whatever it takes to get myself there every year. “Trying” is the operative word here; trying to extoll the virtues of this adult playground; trying to put into words what keeps…

Horombo Hut

He lay there in his sleeping bag, on that thin mattress, which rested awkwardly on top of that hard, wooden frame, his lungs burning and his head pounding from the hard day’s climb. The sun had disappeared below the clouds and it was cold enough for him to see his breath. He slunk a little…

The Caterpillar

Image As the sun reached the very top of the tree, its light cascaded down through its branches, glistening off the droplets of dew on the leaf where the caterpillar was resting. The glint of the sun’s reflection aroused him from his lugubrious slumber. He sulked, like a prisoner awaking from dreams of sandy beaches…

Today on the Train: Broken Hearts Club

A couple of days ago on the train, I witnessed two broken hearts. I can only relay my interpretation of their story, and no matter what the actual truth is, seeing them together, it is hard not to feel a bit of their pain. We rode together for nearly a half hour, from 167th St,…

Today On The Train: The Love Paradox

Since moving to New York City, I have constantly been observing the world around me; watching and learning lessons, both about myself and society as a whole. One constant forum for these lessons has been the MTA. Nearly every day I step onto a subway platform and board the train on my way into Manhattan….

The Decision That Changed My Life

And then one day the decision was made and life hasn’t been the same since. I left the beaten path and began a slow and meandering, aimless journey into the bramble of the unknown. I left my cozy security blanket behind and set out to do… who knows what. I set out to do something…

Maybe We’re Wrong About Miley Cyrus

Ok, let me start off by saying that this isn’t something that I ever thought that I would find myself writing about. I know next to nothing about Ms. Cyrus, and I don’t really have any intention to get better acquainted with her body of work. I was too old by the time she was…