Bottle of Water – A Story of Forgotten Trauma
They ask me, “When can you start?” The recruiter is on the phone with me. They just offered me a new job with twice the pay, doing more specific things within my niche. After chasing the quintessential Silicon Valley dream for over three years, this opportunity surpassed multiple expectations and metrics I’d set for myself. […]
First Days in Colombia
Walking to work. My office for the next few weeks is a co-working space in Laureles, Medellín. The sky is blue and sunlight cuts between the branches that line the old streets. I’m excited about this new level of my adventure. This is my first international nomad experience. My commute is full of savoring the […]
Things are changing.
I observe a world where the only thing we can guarantee is nothing will be the same. I think I enjoy this chaos nature. It wasn’t something I always embraced. I still observe my tendency to control. That last bit of effort to make things feel as if they’ll be better once I decide how […]
Fatiga por Compasión
A man walks in front of me. Blocking my path forward, his intent to deliver his message is clear. Wearing no shirt, his skin is tanned and wrinkled from the many months and years he’s spent in the sun. Covered in dirt, likely from going without a shower for days from sleeping in the street. […]
First Night in Ometepe, Nicaragua
It’s barely 8pm, but here I am, laying in bed trying to sleep. I’m covered in sweat, occasionally being bitten by unidentified insects. The air, so thick with heat, makes it challenging to breath. My bed for the night is in a guestroom in the back of a typical family home in Moyogalpa, Nicaragua. This […]
I quit my job today
If you’ve spent any length of time with me over the past few months you already knew. It’s been a very complicated decision that I’ve given a lot of thought. It wasn’t easy. I had an amazing boss, great pay, benefits, downtown office with snacks (precovid). The ideal dream job, I saw for myself in […]
That night for dinner in Kansas City
One night in Kansas City, I’d made a trip to a restaurant on the way back home to pick up dinner. I parked in the parking lot and walked in to get my order. As I returned to my car with my acquired meal I got into my drivers seat. As I was getting in […]
Some Farm Team for California – A story of baseball and recognizing growth
The youngest I remember an interest in baseball, I was 7. I was never that into it I guess. I liked collecting the baseball cards and was intrigued to understand the stats even though I never really did. I was more curious about the sport than passionate, but I still loved to go to a […]
Ohana — Hawaii Teaches Me About Community
Lack of community and contentment has been my greatest challenge over the past year. While the pandemic fueled a lot of this, deciding to not renew my SF lease and nomad with a vague plan didn’t help either. This road can be pretty lonely. Meeting amazing people over and over helps. You do develop rapport […]
