A Year To Live

It has been a while since I have last posted anything here. I have been in the spin cycle of the year. With school, meditation teacher training, looking for work, and recovery, there was little time for damn near anything  in my life. 

My Alma Mater

Twenty two years ago, I entered Maclaren Youth Correctional Facility for the first time. A terrified thirteen year old, having just spent the last month on the run, I had no clue of the road that lay ahead of me. For the next four years I would bounce in and out of the many institutions…