
There are two of me. The first, an adult, aware that any risk I take may leave my wife a widow and my children orphans. Continue reading “The Cave”

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There are two of me. The first, an adult, aware that any risk I take may leave my wife a widow and my children orphans. Continue reading “The Cave”

I cut my teeth with a camera not much bigger than a matchbox. In 2013, a tiny GoPro was the only underwater camera I could afford. Continue reading “Point and Shoot”

I’m unsettled. Since last Wednesday evening, I’ve been awash with the sense that I’m part of a tragedy. A big, blue tragedy. Continue reading “Feeling BLUE”

I associate summer in the southern hemisphere with a prickly, agitated longing. The mercury rises and all I can think about is the island. Continue reading “The Dog Days of Summer”

“Tim, get ready to jump in!” Continue reading “Meaningful Experience is Unplanned”

The creeping shadow of boredom darkens my countenance. It presents itself in opposition to the crystal blue cloudless sky. A Father of two children, staring down the barrel of the big four-zero, I’m painfully aware of an approaching finality. Continue reading “A Cure for Boredom”