This is #ProjectNomad

The veterinarian was kind, but candid. "It's not good," he said, gesturing down at the shaggy-haired German shepherd mix who lay at our...

I'm not quite where I want to be yet. That's the main takeaway, I think, as the new year dawns. I came into 2019 determined not to...

I was scrolling through my Facebook Memories today when a post came up from ten years ago that caught my eye. "Ah, rejection," I wrote,...

Today was moving day, again. At least one of us wasn't stoked about it. After our four-month stay at the wonderful Eco Lodge ended, Lucy...

Last night my housemates and I began to pack up our belongings as we prepare to move out of the Eco Lodge. Our lease expires on October...

My family has a fraught relationship with alcohol. Both of my parents grew up with alcoholism in the family, and as a result they've...

I had a conversation with a friend of mine the other day, and it got me thinking. My friend is about my age, mid-thirties, and he's...

My summer in the wilderness has officially begun! On Friday morning, I picked up a UHaul from North Vancouver, loaded up my bed and couch...

By the time you read this, I'll be on the move again. Lucy and I spent three lovely weeks in Vancouver. Our friend Sassy May very kindly...

The following is a reprint of something I wrote about my dad back in the fall of 2016, around the time that Donald Trump's infamous...