People ask my wife and I why we moved to Asheville. Often, we haven’t had an explanation other than it felt right. Often, I've thought we’re kinda crazy. But last night, I felt a little less crazy and a little more alive, knowing that there in a shed while picking up furniture I couldn't wait to get to work on, my mountain biking stoke had survived to the other side, alive and well in Asheville.

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It only took me eight years to figure out a back-handed compliment

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Don’t worry about me, I have no strip clubbing to purge from my system, no “legs and eggs” brunches calling my name; but I do own another desire, one I neglected a decade ago, that I reckon with now as I start a different career. 

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Seriously, you’re trying to make $50 off a coffee table? You have $200,000 in student loans! Wake the hell up! This isn’t going anywhere!

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I don’t fashion myself a singer. But for this one night, last Wednesday night, I had to sing. Why? I have no idea, but I was compelled by something within that had to know.

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If I had to guess, I'd be this is adulthood. 

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It’s an interesting season of life, this one. And often, I ask myself this question. Some days, I can bear myself with grace. Other days, I crucify myself for not being good enough, wondering if I should pull the pin and get back to something I’m better at. How I live out this question, in this season, will determine if I can the avoid the familiar trap of being "good at everything” for the rest of my life.

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Sometimes, to learn a lesson, I deserve to get locked out of the house. On the coldest day of the year.

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Just this week, trekking on, I look down and see my boots are dry. No more cypresses, only pines, and trails fork in all directions. And all I see is meaningful work, swamped no more.

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Life won't let you see what you're not ready to understand, until you can bear it. And this week, life gave me one of those views when I needed it most.

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