Southern Living: Richmond, VA

I’m sitting beside a bridge, beside a canal close to the James River, a paperback Cometbus beside me, the sun setting while the Silversun Pickups crank out a set about 20 feet across the water. On the benches near me are young families and old people-others who...

35 Years of Gratitude

I wrote the original draft of this post leaned back deep, feet kicked up on the seat of a train speeding through the Italian countryside from Perugia, Italy into the chic colossus of Rome. A few days prior, in between sessions at an international journalism festival,...

Happy New Year! Fuck Depression!

In order to be who you’ve never been you must do things you’ve never done. For a months I’ve been flipping between this quote and a conversation a few years ago, when I 1st admitted to an acquaintance that I suffered from depression. He tried to be helpful and...