Writing

A man seated in a manual wheelchair, wearing a white polo and pink shorts, relaxed and present.

I write to understand — myself and the world around me. Sometimes putting the story into words takes away its power, its control. Sometimes it gives me clarity, focus.

Content

Freedom to Drive
Not all problems can be solved
The First Job
Hard Hills
Between Worlds
The Distance between us
A Body At War
What We Fight For: Gaining vs Maintaining
The Mirror's Truth