It’s been a rough year. Just about five years ago, I started exercising my Right as an Adult and flew myself all around the world. I’d never really traveled as a kid, save for the few snow tr...
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“So, where are you moving?” “LA! Gonna be with my friends and hopefully do something (anything).” “Ooh, LA. Yikes.” “LA isn’t that bad…” “LA’s pretty bad.” “Yeah, ...
I’m an awful writer; In order to articulate any sense of understanding in my life, I have to experience intense devastation or overwhelming happiness. It can’t be anything in between (ever). ...
https://cactie.wordpress.com/2015/05/27/its-possible-i-think/
I want the sun to hit my face Through oak trees in the open lot Forget about the things you want Be thankful for what all you got So long, I’m goin’, goin’ home The last few months of my li...
Travel time: Phil – Brklyn : 2.5 hours Actual travel time: Phil – Brklyn : 7 hours Pictured above: Handsome twenty-something mulling over a worn out atlas while parked alongside a Brooklyn n...
https://cactie.wordpress.com/2014/09/24/bklyn-queens-expressway/
“Not all toxic people are cruel and uncaring. Some of them love us dearly. Many of them have good intentions. Most are toxic to our being simply because their needs and way of existing in the w...
“Travel isn’t always pretty. It isn’t always comfortable. Sometimes it hurts, it even breaks your heart. But that’s okay. The journey changes you; it should change you. It leaves marks on...
Daydreaming about Europe is slowly spiraling into a very bad habit of mine; I think about Greece every day. I think about dancing with Italian and German men in bars that were too far away from o...
https://cactie.wordpress.com/2014/09/11/runaway-to-the-circus/
Wish I saw more of ya.