I’ve fallen into a pattern of walking the main streets of New Hampshire’s major cities whenever the weather is nice and I'm able to find a good-enough excuse. A pattern of parking just far enough outside of the downtown area that I avoid the meters, walking until I’ve blistered the parts of my feet that… Continue reading Manchvegas, the Social Introvert, and the Soul
On Valentine’s Day of 2006, I got stood up. I remember the scene with the type of vivid detail that makes me suspect I’ve started filling in the blanks that inevitably occur as the years go by: I remember waiting in the lobby of my dorm hall, watching as the agreed upon meeting time came and… Continue reading Three or Four.
We were shown the nature paths when we first toured the house. The first two acres were technically our own, before it went off into the wild west of the woods. According to the realtor, the paths could lead you all the way up to Canada. We’d learn later that it wasn’t hyperbole: the paths… Continue reading New Paths Forward