10 Cities / 10 Years has been my purpose (in so many ways) for the majority of my adult life, and to that end I have focused all of my energy and drive. I've sacrificed so much on that altar...
I arrived in Boston on Sunday morning in the midst of a storm. Well, two storms actually.
Where are they? The firecrackers, the dangers to themselves, awake ‘til dawn, with the carpet beneath them like sand in the sun. We look to them for inspiration feeling uninspired, blue. The silver women are sacraments of holy outrages against the golden stars, our rivals for the Night’s affections. Eternal. We were built to last, … Continue reading The Mad Ones
"the Road is Life" is my oldest tattoo, the first one I got while I was still living in Lawrence. In a way, it is the foundational philosophy of my life, and thus a very fitting starting point for the body ink. But another tattoo, "This too shall pass," is a phrase that has been … Continue reading This Too Shall Pass
"Our battered suitcases were piled on the sidewalk again; we had longer ways to go. But no matter, the road is life." ~ Jack Kerouac After my junior year of college, I rewarded myself with my first tattoo: Up until that year, I had been getting a facial piercing for every semester I finished (yes, … Continue reading The Roots of 10 Cities: the Road is Life