
Time Travel
I frequently time travel.
My living room is the world. Pull up a chair.
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I frequently time travel.

On a weekend morning, we’d find ourselves on the patio of this Greek restaurant under a tin and iron terrace lush with vines. Back then, Salt Lake City had just won the Olympic bid. Back then, a thriving underground scene was painting that town black and neon and studded.

Or other paths to freedom

Or Seven ... Or a Lifetime

💫 Start here. Be transported to wild spaces, inner and outer.

A post from a shop in a town called haiku if you read it backward

Glimpses from the 2026 road, 4

Before I set (back) out on the road full-time, I had something to deal with. Or rather, I had some things to deal with.

You shower under sky gone milk.

Glimpse from the 2026 road, 3