. . .where men roll, and men plunder.
Here’s the dream: I’m out on a lonely open road in Australia, the unfiltered sun penetrating my skin on a hot spring day in November.
The thought was so realistically vivid I could almost feel the sun’s warmth. Yet, even after arriving in Australia I found it took a couple weeks for this reality to come to fruition. Allow me to fast-forward to the present: Read more
