The Persistence of Memory

A few brave souls have asked how I’ve been handling not being able to do anything outside since my back injury. Short answer: not well.

The world seems pretty big and scary right now. I’ve been trying to write about it for the past couple of days, but I keep getting side tracked by old pictures and music. You’re welcome to come along for the ride.


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Max Wilson is a graduate student studying ecology at Arizona State University. He writes here at Lesser Places, occasionally for Backpacker.com, and even more occasionally for scientific journals. You can follow him on twitter @maxomillions.

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