Tag: conversation

April 25, 2017 – Trout Lake, Washington

I have better things to do with my time. I barely even know these people. Kya is only seventeen. Are these legitimate reasons to avoid participating in a sauna with Jack and his family and friends, or just …

February 22, 2017 – Bozeman, Montana

“Are you building a wall?” I ask the young boy at the bar as he places multiple check presenters upright and positions them next to each other in a row. “Yeah, it’s Donald Trump’s wall!” I laugh out …

February 7, 2017 – Bozeman, Montana

Left turn. Left turn. Left turn. MSU. With enough bus rides to and from the same place, you begin to innately know what stop you’re arriving at or departing from without opening your eyes. You automatically memorize turns. …

January 26, 2017 – Okoboji, Iowa

Just what we needed. I’m sitting around a table in my friend’s parent’s condo with the ‘Boji gang: Lucas, Kyle, and Matt. Lucas (one of my oldest and best friends) introduces the newest gimmick for our annual, debaucherous …

September 28, 2016 – Seattle, Washington

“How do you know when to stop putting everyone else’s needs above your own?” …the gentleman sitting across from me asks, rhetorically. He’s holding both of his arms out, palms up, painting a picture for Miri and I …

September 17, 2016 – Wise River, Montana

Well, this was unexpected. Last winter, I worked at Lutsen Resort in Minnesota for a guy named Jim. Quite the adventurous type, he talked a lot about his time in Alaska and Montana. When I told him I …

June 22, 2016 – Hungry Horse, Montana

“You have a routine of change,” Miri says to me as we hike down from a waterfall in Columbia Mountain, where we had a brief midday meditation session. We’re talking more about my lifestyle – our views on …

June 16, 2016 – Hungry Horse, Montana

“I’m floating down a river…” Naturally, Incubus’ Aqueous Transmission pops into my head as I’m paddling forward with a group of office staff and rafting guides. It’s an overnight trip, and the rainy, cold weather has some of …

April 12, 2016 – Helena, Montana

One month isn’t long enough. Or maybe it’s too long. As we sit around the living room, I realize that I could see myself getting attached to this family very easily. My hosts’ son is a man that …

April 3, 2016 – Helena, Montana

Has it been a year and a half…? My father would be ashamed. I’m thinking about anything other than the lyrics on the projector screen. Anything to shield my ears. Nice church, though. New. Welcoming. My new hosts …