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September 15, 2015 – Finland, Minnesota

This can’t be happening. I’m holding a past lover in my arms, wading through a public swimming pool. We must be on a romantic getaway… but where? Just us? As I start questioning the reality of this situation …

September 7, 2015 – Finland, Minnesota

From riches to rags. Well, not exactly. But this is quite the opposite set-up compared to my last host. The community cabin for the farm workers has no running water, no bathroom, limited electricity due to the solar …

August 12, 2015 – Crosslake, Minnesota

Before we know it, we see another meteor. What an incredible night. One of my friends hosted a fire/party tonight, which led up to a midnight boat ride on one of the clearest nights I’ve seen in a …

July 26, 2015 – Crosslake, Minnesota

“I’m a model, currently living in L.A…” …Says the most drop dead gorgeous girl I’ve talked to this summer. Far fetched, but I’d believe it. I tell her that I work here, and point to my mom and …

July 23, 2015 – Crosslake, Minnesota

Oh, there you are. You’ve been away for awhile. I’m sitting in a meditative stance underwater, submersed up to my neck. I just went for a jog – the first since I’ve been here. It’s easy to get …

July 18, 2015 – Crosslake, Minnesota

Well, this takes me back. I feel much too old to be hanging out with these college-aged co-workers of mine at a bonfire-turned-house party, but how could I possibly say no? They’re young, attractive, and Minnesota nice. Did …

July 4, 2015 – Crosslake, Minnesota

It’s moments like these that can make a man question everything. Syr is laying on the dock next to her uncle Theo (Mari’s brother), watching the fireworks exploding all around the lake. Mari is there, along with her …

July 2, 2015 – Crosslake, Minnesota

Better the devil you know… …or is it? I’m fully enthralled in conversation between Dallin, Kaia, and myself. We’ve taken a slight break from a lazy afternoon boating on the surrounding lakes. Cocktails flowing, we get into a …

June 27, 2015 – Crosslake, Minnesota

Finally. My first “napkin number” as a server. It’s sad to admit, but yeah, it just now happened. I’m 29, and I’ve been in the industry off and on for about ten years. Must be the arm hair. …