Only four more nights of sleeping alone. Three nights after tonight. I think I can do that. Sorry I’ve been so absent, tumblr. Between not having a computer of my own, and spending four or five nights of the week sleeping in a tipi it’s been kind of hard to update. This WSIC course has been more incredible that words can describe. The incredible people I’ve met and bonded with,...
Wilderness Skills Instructor Certification course for the next few weeks. Which means until Saturday, I’ll be away from any sort of internet, and therefore, tumblr.
I would tell you to come home. It’s what I have written on my calendar. “Elliot comes home!” But the reality is, this place isn’t home, is it? Not when you’re not here. Plain and simple, love, what I’ve come to know is that to me you are home. And it makes sense: that’s the only way to explain this horrid, all-pervading void left in your wake. So asking you to come home is silly. Rather, I want to...
Just got back from seeing him off at the airport. Exhausted. What an incredible night spent at the top and bottom of the world. For the next two weeks, my heart is in Colombia. After waiting twenty years, it’s nothing I can’t handle.
And that’s the thing about people who mean everything they say. They think...– Kite Runner (via free-wilderness)