The Pass

There’s a stretch of road just at my town’s end that connects Wyoming to Idaho. It’s known as the Pass. Soaring boldly through the mountains, a magazine article just described it as either “one of the most beautiful, exciting commutes in the country, or one … Continue reading The Pass

Pyromania

When we’re young and comfort surrounds us, it seems everything will last forever. There’s no sense of wondering the people and places amidst which we belong. There’s no regret our innate hope and optimism can’t transcend. When we grow up we do begin to wonder, … Continue reading Pyromania