A few years ago, I unearthed a travel journal from a month-long trip to Europe that I took in 2006. As I reviewed its pages, I was struck by just how many details of the trip I had completely forgotten. And if the memories of a once-in-a lifetime trip that was so impactful to me could fade away – how much of my day-to-day life is lost? Sensations, emotions, achievements, losses, experiences from the mundane to the exceptional, all transforming from that specific moment in time to become that day, that week, that year, that life…

As I get older and gain a better understanding of how fragile, how brief, and how precious life really is, it's become even more important to me to me experience it to its fullest and to try to retain all of those little moments that might otherwise get lost. It's with this idea that I started the process of recording these moments – a travel journal, of sorts.

A travel journal for life.

Friday, May 18, 2012


Too crisp, too doughy, too cheesy, not cheesy enough, too greasy, too saucy, too dry, too spicy, not spicy enough...  We've found pizza places that both of us like, but only if we order separate pies with our own individual specifications. After eleven years together, Mike and I had yet to share a pizza that we both loved.

Until tonight.

It's a pizza miracle!
At Anthony's Coal Fired Pizza in Robinson Township, we found it: The elusive thin-crust-not-soggy-but-not-too-crisp-crust-delicious-sauce-well-done-pepperoni-perfect-amount-of-cheese pizza.  We shared it.  We loved it.  It was a pizza miracle!!

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