A Man I Used to Know

While cleaning out a storage unit, I found a photo from a life I barely recognize. A life I once lived, and a version of me I no longer am—but still carry somewhere quiet inside.

Chasing Sunrises and Finding Myself in the Morning

I laugh at people’s morning routines. Social media overflows with them, perfectly curated, impossibly rigid, drenched in self-importance. The 4 … More

The Weight of Time and the Pull of Solitude

I Was Supposed to Be Dead by Now. Six years ago, I wrote the blog post, “Shaking and Alone: My Life … More

Where Do My Tears Go?

The other night, I woke up sobbing. This wasn’t just a dream-induced haze—I was physically crying, deeply and uncontrollably. It … More

Viam Doloris Ambulans, Ut Lucem Potiar Cursu

In Twilight’s Departure, Dawn’s Promises Whisper

At dawn’s approach, upon this stage anew, A venture bold under the sky’s vast hue. With heart abrim, excitement’s vessel … More

Solitary Soul Dance

Post Ultra Marathon Depression

I have a serious case of the post ultra marathon blues. It is more common than you’d think. If you … More

Going for 200, Again

I had a dream… Three nights in a row this past week, I had a version of the same dream … More

Elderly Neglect by Apartment Complex in Columbus, Ohio

Northwoods Apartments, located at 99 Antelope Way, Columbus, OH 43235, is neglecting an elderly resident. The story here:

This Is Why I Love You

Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud.

I Will Die Trying

I am often asked why I put myself through all I do just to finish a 100 mile race. The reason is, because I am a finisher. But, I haven’t always been. I use to be a quitter.