Happy Life


I love coffee. I love making coffee. And I love learning more about coffee. So when I finished work and still had two more weeks before my travels started, I asked Vishal Patel, owner of the The Happiness Lab in downtown New Haven if I could apprentice under him to learn the ins and outs of making espresso. I have been brewing and sometimes roasting my own coffee for several years now and few things make me happier than an elaborate preparation of the drink. Espresso has remained a bit elusive to me since I had yet to invest in my own equipment so the opportunity to work at T.H.L. for a while was a dream.

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Cracked Open

I’m so lucky to be voluntarily going a little nuts so early in my life.

I’m thinking of it as a semi-controlled, self-initiated, quarter-life crisis. An event that will (I hope) mitigate the effects or magnitude of some impending crises later in life. I feel that right now my head is cracked wide open and while, admittedly, it’s got me acting a little crazy, having access to my own hard-wiring gives me the chance to mold my own clay. And while I don’t know what type of person I’m trying to create, it’s far more exciting than passively accepting that the path that I’ve been put upon.

There’s several works across various media that I can credit to “messing me up”. Read and watch at your own discretion:

  1. “Anthony Bourdain: No Reservations” (and Tony’s other works and life in general)
  2. “The Alchemist” by Paulo Coelho
  3. “Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance” by Robert M. Pirsig
  4. “Before Sunrise” dir. by Richard Linklater
  5. “Walden” by Henry David Thoreau
  6. “Office Space” dir. by Mike Judge
  7. “Vagabonding: An Uncommon Guide to the Art of Long-Term World Travel” by Rolf Potts
  8. “The Dilbert Principle” by Scott Adams
  9. “The 4-Hour Workweek” by Tim Ferriss (as well as many of Tim’s podcast episodes)
  10. “Steppenwolf” by Herman Hesse

Not to mention the various vagabonders I’ve meet in hostels over my early adulthood in hostels, campsites, and in new cities.

I’d be interested in hearing what books, movies, or other experiences you have had that have been really life-altering. An essay or piece of fiction  when you felt that the author was truly talking to YOU and asking that you examine your own situation and if you want to do anything to change that. Comment below with your own top 10 list if you’re willing to share.

The Wind-Down

T-Minus 6.5 days until take-off to Cartagena. Although everyone keeps referring to this date (October 20th) as the day “the adventure begins”, I think it has already begun. I’ve been out of work since last Friday and couch surfing around CT has been in full effect. I joked about being homeless through in reality, my position is completely voluntary and I have plenty of offers of places to spend the night from friends and my parents’ house is never more than an hour of wherever I am during the day.

I’m enjoying the practice of planning on my toes. Feeling comfortable with the uncertainty of the specifics of where the day will take me but always with the feeling of a safety net. My number of possessions has gone down drastically as well. I’ve gone from an apartment full of things, to two Subaru Foresters full of things, to having all my necessary items packed neatly into the trunk of my car. By the 20th, I plan to get this down to one 46L pack: everything I’ll need to take with me.
Thank you to those friends who have given me a place to sleep at night and have kept my evenings full of conversation. Starting with my parents for the first 18 years of my life (plus a few months in 2012 and a few more months in 2014) and a few nights over the past few weeks. To Kathleen, Gus & Chloe. To Derek. To Nathan. To Jon. To Angel & James. To Come. To Brittany.
I’ve moved back into my apartment on Greene St for the rest of this week. But on Sunday morning I’ll say goodbye for the year to the apartment as well as my roommates, Galen and Jeff. From there it’s a wedding on Sunday, visit my brother on Monday, spend time with my parents on Tuesday, get to New York on Wednesday, and fly fly away on Thursday morning.