Longing for More

Nothing like being on a family vacation and feeling so utterly alone.

I just want to feel seen. Heard. Loved. Like someone actually wants to spend time with me and cares about my thoughts. Not like I’m just an “accessory” for the public to see.

I’m at an amusement park and I see all these happy people all around me laughing and having fun and I just, I want that. Real, true happiness.

Well, here goes.

I'm a 44-year-old guy who's still trying to figure out what he wants to be when he grows up. This blog is part scrapbook, part curiosity cabinet, part attempt to make sense of whatever's rattling around in my head.

Expect a random mix of interests, observations, things that make me laugh, and the occasional glimpse of whatever it is I'm still searching for.