I was an angry youth. Aren’t we all to some degree? Angry because our brother or sister got something we didn’t, angry because that kid at school wouldn’t leave us alone. Maybe I’m in the minority. I was angry. Creativity was an outlet for me. Daydreaming. Sports, too. But it was the written word … Continue reading I’m Mad as Hell, and I’m Not Going to Take This Anymore!!
Explorer. Adventurer. These words conjure images from a time past. A time when more of the world was unknown. They conjure images of canvas rucksacks, of woolen knickers, of rugged men. Men who fought Mother Nature at her finest, battling the elements and beasts to overcome. Overcome the obstacles of failure. The obstacles of death. … Continue reading I Am an Explorer. I Am an Adventurer.