A couple months ago a friend of mine approached me with something that sounded insane. Did I want to kayak from Cuba to Florida? I hadn’t paddled in a year, it was just a month away, and I’d just broken a rib. It was almost certainly a very, very stupid…
In August 2014 I put everything I owned into boxes, climbed into a U-Haul, and started driving. I was heading to a temporary location with the vague idea of letting my heart heal and getting my head on straight, but I didn’t know what I wanted to do beyond that….