I’m willing to bet money that at least one human you’ve encountered somewhere in your travels still remembers you, talks about you, and possibly writes a story about you.

How in the hell is anyone supposed to stand out in a three-foot stack of lifeless resumes that hold centuries’ worth of work years gone wrong?

There’s no such thing as too much happiness, too much magic, or too many grand ideas.

Their website reads, "On The Edge of Beauty," and that's certainly no overstatement.

If you’re going to suffer from cabin fever, it’s best to do it at an actual cabin.

It was all I could do to sit back and listen to wealthy people complain about one of the best experiences I’d ever had in my travel writing career. In fact, it was life-changing for me.

I swear I'd be onto something if I could start a travel company based solely on kidnapping the disillusioned.

If you’ve been wondering how you could impact others and get paid for your expertise, you need to read this.

They always tell you to write what you know. But what if the things you know are all over the friggin map?

There's a reason why most of us will never be mothers and fathers of famous inventions.

We can learn a lot from those whose job is to make our lives on vacation feel luxurious.

If you have to get axed you should probably do it while sitting in paradise.

I remember a time when anyone could be the cool kid on the block if they had a novel idea and wanted to write about it. It was a new dawn, the new age of blogging, and many of us started waaaay back when there was still space to breathe on the internet.

My mother never got to see me alive in 2020 because of the pandemic.

I just attended my own memorial service. Overall thoughts on the whole event? It was a beautiful tribute to the guy I was for twenty-eight years.

It’s been interesting to observe humans from my new home in the stars. If heaven had internet, I’d start a new website called Humans of Earth.