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Life with Paint Stained Fingers
Nick Johnston


In the Darkness I'll Dance...
One of my favorite songs is by an Irish folk band Rend Collective. I like them because they are loud, lively, enthusiastic and in every...


Empty Vessels: A Month at Camp in British Columbia
As I boarded a plane to Seattle with a Passport in one hand, and a bag of sour gummy worms in the other, I didn’t know what to expect. I...


"You're Working for a Month, and Not Getting Paid?" Part II
In just two weeks, I’ll find myself boarding a plane to Seattle, where I will get on a bus with 50 other college strangers my age, from...


Making the ‘D’eans List: A Hard Lesson in Moving Forward
College finals are hard. It doesn’t matter what anyone will tell you otherwise. There’s a certain tension in the air that just arises the...


The Greater Significance of Wearing Hats Backwards
I have a somewhat liking for hats. Let’s be real for a minute, it’s a toxic obsession. Hanging on a 24 slot rack above my bed, I have a...


Last Minute Chances: My College Spring Break in Mexico
Desert Orientation had been canceled, and my Spring Break Plans had been thrown array. I had friends who had offered me to join them on...


Sleep is for the Weak: Real Talk
Do you ever hit that zombie sleep stage? The one where your body is so physically exhausted, but you don’t really have any time to slow...


Where Did your Blog Go?
I apologize for the lack of blogs recently, and I truly appreciate those of you who are asking when my next one would be released. That...


The Hidden Burden of 12,352'
This past week I had the opportunity of spending my time on a backpacking trip over Greenhorn Mountain getting trained in numerous facets...


Good Clean Fun: A Recap of my Month at Lost Canyon
Just over a month ago, I packed up my truck with an air mattress, a couple blankets, some t-shirts and shorts. I grabbed my Nalgene, some...
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