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Tualatin Hills Nature Park

Tualatin Hills Nature Park

I used to begin my rucks from the house, but the idiots driving without concern for the safety of pedestrians has persuaded me to drive and park at a nature preserve. Enduring traffic noise and tension on the streets began to piss me off, downgrading the benefits and...
Sunday Deliberations

Sunday Deliberations

I need to get something straightened out in my mind, the urge, the inclination, the frequency of the premonition that I need to change my living situation to rejuvenate my life. If that means selling my house and downsizing my material footprint, then I expect to have...
Going Native in Suburbia

Going Native in Suburbia

The frequency of my rumination of living as a nomad has increased. I’m scratching an itch that doesn’t appear to be resolving; it may require the healing properties of the nomadic lifestyle. The suburban jungle in which I live is choking me with its toxicity of noise,...
Material Geezer

Material Geezer

My house is filled with stuff, and it stifles me calculating the square footage it occupies. Downsizing my material footprint into a home with decreased floorspace concerns me, yet I manage to sleep at night, but pondering fitting my life into a teardrop-class trailer...