I haven’t found any logical progression in grief. I don’t know what stage I’m in now. Is there a stage that feels like a normal walk through the living room interrupted by the staggering pain of stepping barefoot on a stray Lego? That’s the one I’m in. Small memories of…
When I think about the people in ‘my tribe’; those who inspire me; those who make a permanent impression on who I want to be…
Last weekend was daylight savings. I don’t really love losing an hour of my weekend, but for more daylight, sure, I can manage it because…
At 5:30 in the morning, small talk doesn’t flow easily. It can take a while to get to know your poolmates, one incoherent sentence at…
The other day, I woke up and realized I needed a run – a long run.

I’m Alex, the creator and author behind this blog. I’m a wonderer.