Just a country boy doing my best to save the world. http://about.me/cyrano
1,659 words in 20 moments in 14 cities since December 6th, 2013
Honolulu — It’s funny how time moves you, not just into a future you never expected or a life you didn’t plan for, but how it utterly changes your view of the world, the things that touch your heart, or what you...
Waimanalo — You can go home again. To a place that looks nothing like the town you grew up in, that feels nothing like the safe hamlet of your youth. Until. You find yourself standing alone on a cold stretc...
Waialua — I’ve been reflecting on how the challenges of the last few years — for me and for all of us, really — seemed to have overshadowed what used to be my defining characteristic: faith that the Universe is...
Per Sempre (for always)
The pleasure of down, linen, and time.
All kinds of friends.
It's the thing to say.
Airports and Ports.
What you leave behind.
Neither rain, nor sleet. Last day to mail presents and the queue is oddly not so bad.
On the Road (again).
I pause under the glass canopy and think of Jack, and Hurley, and the other candidates. Oceanic 815 now boarding.
Eye of the Needle.
The Money Shot.
Flags of our fathers.
"Entrances and exits had always been important."
The Road to Hana, designed by nature to encourage a slow, full journey.
I miss this place like an old lover.
They call this place God's Country. It's easy to see why.