There have been three times in my life where I thought adrenaline would cause my heart to burst. The first time was while delivering a rousing speech in front of hundreds of my peers. The second instance was on the day I saved a man that had drifted out to sea. The third involved a near-death experience in some extreme winter weather. With that being said, the mixture of fear and exhilaration that crashed through my veins like the Pamplona bulls during the first twenty minutes of writing this article was a rush like none I have ever experienced.
This is it, folks. This is my first day on the internet. I’m striding into the room, mind going a million miles an hour, praying I don’t trip or have snot on my face.
Sure, I’ve been on the internet for years. You can even follow me on Twitter and on Instagram. And, I enjoy writing. But this is a different story. I’ve graciously been given the opportunity to write for Glass Duffle by good friend and good human, Eric White. Last year, like many of you, I followed along as Eric detailed and photographed his travels. I grew to admire his work, his work ethic and the vibe he was building for this site. I’m thankful he’s allowed me to be a part of it.
My Glass Duffle contributions will flow in the same general direction as the vibe aforementioned, with a recurring theme of positivity and ways to cultivate it whether you’re on cloud nine or at rock bottom. I will never claim to be an expert on the matter. I’m also not a 24/7 smile-on-my-face person. I laugh, I cry, I get pissed, I get “…meh“. I’d love for my dedication to this blog to help me live with more positivity. Kind of like how rewriting my notes from class helped me remember them for the test.
More importantly, what do I want you to get out of this? Right now, I only hope to inspire a smirk, a second thought or a “I think my friend would like this”. I’ll save my hopes to impact your lives with a delicate mix of empathy, clarity and an entertaining writing style for a much later time in life.
Phew, that wasn’t so bad. Thanks for being nice to me on my first day. Now that you know me a bit better…
The speech I gave in front of my peers was in 2000, in the gymnasium of Brentmoor Elementary School. I was in sixth grade and campaigning to be voted student council president (a very big deal). It wasn’t rousing, but I did win. What I saved from Lake Erie while boating with my family in 2003 wasn’t so much a man as it was his body. The poor guy drowned the night before. I did almost die in the Winter of 2009. One of the coldest nights of my life- Athens, Ohio. I slid on the soles of my boots down a frozen-over Jeff Hill at a very dangerous rate of speed… screaming and flailing like a small child.