where your feet fall

there is a sect of humanity that many do not realize; there is a group of people who call each place they set their foot home, each person family, each day a miracle and each moment to be lived. there is a sect who will party late into the night, dancing wildly around bonfires and drinking moonshine from mason jars, twirling fire and singing as loud as their voices will carry, feeling their naked feet sink into the mud and not caring about their dirty hair and bodies as long as their heart and souls are flying free. there is a sect who can party for four days and still be respectful, there are those who, even when in a drunken stupor, remember to clean up their trash and care for their environment. there are those who love unconditionally and will do anything for one another, the most beautiful people you have ever seen. these people are the ones i have grown to love and know, the wanderers and nomads of the world, the gypsies and the outcasts, the weirdos and the seemingly normal. they see the world and want to be in it, they know the earth and have traveled as far as their legs can take them. they greet fear with love and life with passion. i do believe, my friends, that this is home.


trail days '06 was incredible....i am now back at miss janet's house in erwin, tenneessee doing some "decompression" time. headed back out to the trail today, accidentally left my cell phone with my dad (got to see my dad and liz and guinan! yayyyY!!!!!) so i won't be able to check that for a while....will be in virginia soon, hope to update this with more details if you're interested in coming to hike with me for a couple oif days.!!! that would rock my world.

i lov eyou.