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A Well Run Life

Jun 20, 2016

There is a picture when I am 16 of my father and I in the identical position while playing basketball in our driveway.

I am playing defense against him but somehow are bodies are mirror images for the moment.

He and I were away this week. In the jungle, while being fitted for helmets in order to zip-line,

I am...

Jun 8, 2016

Let me report I understand this:

If you don’t hold a golf club correctly, you will not swing it right.

You gotta start at the beginning.

Jun 7, 2016

It’s midnight and I am stuffing my face with almond butter I made when I was conscious.

My body unreasonably insists on eating.

Jun 6, 2016

I was 100% certain these things would make me happy.


Jun 3, 2016

I don’t think anyone ever woke-up and thought

“I am living in ordinary times.”

As a species, we have always rigidly thought: these are the end times, the new times, a shallow echo of a utopian past, or at the dawn of a grand future.