The theory of black coffee interests me. How something so unsettling and dark- Mysterious even. Can be the pure light of existence. How day after day, You crave it. Its dry- Strong taste. How this murky liquid Turns into a blissful, yet powerful substance. How it fills a mug. And fills you up. With energy, With love, With a fullness...

I know it seems like nobody will understand. And that nobody new, will want to take the risk. The risk of being a part of your story. The story that you’re building day by day. But also, the story that has chapters of sorrow and darkness. That maybe your past is...

  he·ro ˈhirō/ noun a person who is admired or idealized for courage, outstanding achievements, or noble qualities.   In whatever form you choose. Be that. Live with conviction and strive for greatness. Find your comfort zone and then go beyond it. Inspire yourself, chase your future self. Its not easy, but its worth it.     This is...

It’s like the game you played in elementary school. One person runs, the other… follows. At first it fun. Laughing. Chaos. Wind in your hair. Eyes focused on one goal. Catch. That. Person. But they keep running. Unsure of their path, but sure enough to know they don’t want it to be yours. Heavy breathing. Losing focus. Your mind...

Living Wright is more than just an adventure. It’s a sense of a full life of all things good. With that comes focusing on good relationships; With places, With people, With yourself, And with food. Yes food. I wouldn’t say I ever had a bad relationship with food. I loved it, And it sure loved me...

I’m going to be completely honest and say that I am starting this blog with absolutely no idea of where it’s going to go Or how it’s going to end. It took me half the day to even get the nerve to open my laptop and start...

I think its important to let you all know that whole heartily believe that spending money on travel is not only necessary but its also really important. I would much rather spend money on experiences, trips, travel and memories. Than a house full of stuff, or a closet full of...

The last few weeks I’ve been unhappy. And for me that is not acceptable. Sure, some days, some moments I cannot fault myself for being sad or irritable. But if there is something that is actively making me unhappy and I have the choice to change it, I will. With me, I...

“How old would you be if you didn’t know how old you were?” Me? Probably 65. “Early to bed, early to rise,” is my life motto. Well other than, “I got 99 problems and my knees are all of them.” But to be honest, I think having an old...