A personal blog of photography, travel, music, and worrying
I think it's fair to say that I've lived most of my life behind closed doors. It started when I was 7 years old--back in the December of 1984--when my parents divorced. Just 10 days before Christmas, and in the space of 24 hours, I was whisked over 450 miles from an air force base in …
It's six weeks until the TFNation 2018 Transformers convention and I am very excited because I love going, but I am also terrified because I have social anxiety. I used to let my social anxiety get the better of me, to the point where I would often avoid going to events altogether despite desperately wanting …
I turned 40 last year and while I dislike the use of the term "midlife crisis" the event did give me a pause for thought. I don't mean a complete existential crisis, but it did stop me in my tracks and gave me the opportunity to reflect on life. So instead of the "a time of …
We gathered to say goodbye. We picked a familiar place, a small cafe with wooden floors and tables and mismatched chairs. We held our drinks, but no one took a sip. No one said a word. Minutes passed while the last of the day's light shone in. Finally someone cleared their throat and broke the …
