A New Day

As I left the hostel behind, I swung my pack onto my back for the last time on the road. Keetmanshoop was a small town and acted only as a...

Saturday's Email of the Week Its Saturday. And I feel like torturing myself today, so am going to share some of what I got up to la...

people real live people flesh and blood sparked with creative juices and  breath poetry draws us in united as brothers  t...

I have been doing some looking. More than just looking at cute strangers too. In fact, I have been looking at me . Scary! Worth a look eve...

My journal entries got longer and more verbose as the days went by. It was to be expected I suppose, as I spent most of my days alone. It ...