Somewhere along the line of America’s social development, darkness became synonymous with danger. I don’t mean skin color, though one could certainly draw similar and similarly unfair comparisons. I mean places that are unlit. Places where you can’t see. Places sans streetlight. I think about this often when I bike …
When I was in Boise last month, I got to hang out with a dear friend from college — we’ll call her Ariel:) — who I hadn’t seen for way too long. The two of us plus her lovely husband spent a fantastic evening chatting, making dinner, catching up, chatting …
Wait, isn’t stasia biking in the woods somewhere far away from the technological world? Yes, yes I am. But some pre-planning combined with a bit of internet voodoo is bringing you these thoughts that I wrote before I left. Magic! (this is not me biking in the woods — but …
Feet are pretty amazing things. Without even being scientific about it, they do so much for you. They carry you. They take the brunt of your weight. They somehow manage to flex and bend, they have padding and structure, they get tougher if you use them bare. They’re thick enough …
