I spent nine summers of my life at this one particular camp. That’s half of all the summers I’ve had in my lifetime, right there, spent on that tiny island in the middle of a lake nobody’s ever heard of. Nine summers of swamped canoes and bushwhacking and tribal spirit and john buddies and endless portages. Nine summers of dump runs and kiss ( Read more... )

Tomorrow is my first day of work. I am scared shitless. I think. Or I might be excited? Or….both? At once?

Yeah, I have no idea anymore.

Rest assured that regardless of my confusion (or maybe because of it?) I’ve managed to put together a fairly substantial and convincing list of ways I could fail. There’s just so many more than usual when large ( Read more... )