Stinson Beach: Day 2/3

Over the last few months, I often wondered how you know when you’re really over someone. Because it’s easy to fool yourself on a good day, only to feel sad again on a bad one. Yesterday I woke up a year … Continue reading

Stinson Beach: Day One.

12.4.15 I’m sitting on an airplane that feels like it’s about to shake right out of the sky. There’s so much turbulence I can’t drink my coffee without spilling it. Had this happened a year ago, I would’ve been hyperventilating and … Continue reading

Good At It.

Good At It.

Most of my life I wasn’t very good at anything. I wasn’t exactly awful at everything either, except maybe left handed layups, but I didn’t really excel at anything other than running my mouth. Skating by year after year, mediocre was … Continue reading