New short story: What happens when your evening commute takes a turn for the worse?
I enjoyed The Seeker. It's a haunting reminder that life is short and that our common struggles in the end amount to very little.
I've been using this stove for three years now, and for much of that time it's been my daily-use, full-time stove. This is probably not what the folks at Coleman envisioned, but until recently it's just kept on kicking.
In college, I knew a girl who got turned on by airports.
I think I need to give up on this idea that I'm a minimalist. There must be a dozen things on this desk that I almost never use.
I get some odd mail these days, which is a lot of fun but most of it has one thing in common -- it's all pretty much the same size.
I cleared about 5,000 square feet for a garden. Turns out, that was about 5% of the work.
When I opened the mailbox, I recognized the address and scrawled signature immediately.
"He found me."
It's not perfect or pretty, but it bakes a loaf of bread.
It feels strange to say, living in a tiny cabin with plenty of space and time. But sometimes I want to pitch it all and go back on the road.
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This whole trek towards minimalism and tiny home living began two years ago when I left D.C. and traveled around the United States. I spent six months living out of a minivan, ultimately reconnecting with the outdoors and realizing I didn't need a whole lot of stuff to actually be happy.
These are some of the photos from that amazing 15,000-mile adventure.