The Free Radical

I heard a calling to myself from myself. And I listened. I followed it. Bet that sounds like quasi-spiritual, Walt Whitman hipster garbage, except that is truly how it happened. I have no other way to really explain how I found myself sitting in a lawn chair with off-brand Sophie shorts, feet in a beautiful clear…

Thanks for joining me! Good company in a journey makes the way seem shorter. — Izaak Walton

How does one go about telling the story of their life? Much like the way that we enter this world. Plunged right in and embroiled. Headfirst. Breeched. Plucked unaware and unknowing. From the day you rupture a thin membrane until one’s return through a mortal coil. Life is always hanging in the balance. Humans are…