A poem on becoming and enduring and the beauty in our struggle. — A warm rain falls upon the mountains and the city. Glistening in grey, reminiscence rises From the slick city streets, Memories, I’d just arrived, now I’m on my own, A world so new to me; I’ve never felt alone. When you trust your disposition, You take a step and try, The world will give…

My dream is to be the next Anthony Bourdain — I live for the dawn. For years, dawn has been the time of day where I’ve felt free of inhibition. The world sleeps, yet the light in the sky turns on to inspire the imagination, changing from a washed out blue into a soft, brightening purple. It’s 4:45 am. I…

“Once I reach that point, I’ll be happy,” — the human conundrum which causes life to perpetually pass us by. — 2020 felt like the Wild West. Toilet paper raids. Bandana-veiled faces everywhere you went. Strange times. It was that “what is actually going on here?” energy which inspired my partner and crime Greg and me to do something drastic. We left our jobs, followed our curiosity and started ​The Dare…

Experiencing everyday life by living in a foreign country will open up your eyes, your mind and your heart. — “Wow,” Duke said nonchalantly when he opened the FaceTime. “Screenshots are being taken.” I laughed, as I had purposely called my brother to FaceTime during an iconic moment which portrays my life in Japan. I rode my bike through my Osaka neighborhood, Abeno, showing him the myriad of quintessential Japanese…

All we have is now. Cherish the moment you’re in. — The weight as of late has eased. Despite my perseverance I’m not here to fight. Feels too good to Travel light, To let the brilliance of spring’s end Flow through open wounds. There’s nothing I must do — Don’t need to be the best; just be the Best you. Open…

This moment contains everything. A poem from the streets of Osaka, Japan. — There’s nothing behind now. Not past this day — Who knows about this life. What do we become when our Hearts cease beating? While they do, Our eyes gaze landscapes, Our legs cross bridges, Emotion washes through the ocean Of our spirit in waves — Within our minds, infinity Resounds. …

Revelations from a two-week journey through Kyushu, Japan — Greg, my brother in life’s adventure, just left Japan after visiting for two weeks to continue on his path in San Diego. I’m in Japan traversing my own. It’s always hard to say goodbye, particularly to a best friend whom I don’t know when I’ll see again; yet I’m fortified…

A simple poem from the park. Osaka, Japan. — Sittin’ in the park, listening to birds It feels like all my stress is fadin’ As I rhyme these words Because I got my brother with me Won’t look forth or back, Don’t matter if we’re not together Got each other’s back. Sometimes it feels like life is flyin’ But I’m…

Worthy travel advice from the master, Anthony Bourdain — Last night Nagasaki was drenched with rain. The vibes were sweet. After strolling through Shinchi Chinatown, the oldest Chinatown in Japan, Greg and I made our way to Shiambashi Yokocho, a nightlife district known for its compact, lantern-lit alleys, local food and cozy bars, perfect for the moody night. We…