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Over 90 days ago
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I am sorry. There is little more that I can say. I was not the man you thought I was. In a better world, I would have loved you from afar, crying as I saw you pair up with another but seeing you happy. I have always known that I was different and not in a...

Open Road

The wanderer takes a ride up the coast

I walked up from the Ventura River bottom where I spent the night. Nighttime in a homeless camp is very different, a strange mixture of camaraderie and distrust. Not unpleasant, but not great either. I was only interested in sleep without spending money....

Obituary

Something I started when told I had cancer...

I wrote my obituary today. It feels strange to write that, a surreal experience to say the least. How does one take stock of his life? If it is by money and status, then I am very poor indeed. If it is by the number of his friends, then I again fail. Did...

Plains

The wanderer is awed by a thunderstorm rolling across the prairie

The storm was building in the distance, but there were stars directly overhead. I had sat out enjoying the warm evening and marveling at the wind waves through the short grass prairie. Evening comes with a storm building to the west. The blanket I lay on...

Fishing Boat

One in a continuing series of a wandering man

"I need a job."The boat owner looked up at me for a long time. "Let me see your hands."I put the backpack down carefully against the pier and held out my hands."You're no fisherman.""No, but I'm strong and work hard."The man looked at me as he took off hi...