Page 68

i

am in that dubious phase of life where one considers buying a house. For hundreds of thousands of dollars, I could capture myself in an edifice and shoulder the burden of a 30year mortgage. I considered this until, upon etymologically employing my sparse-at-best French, I realized that “mort” means “death,” the summation of these thoughts illuminating that I was committing myself to gauge my death through the purchasing of a singular building. After all, why would I prefer living in one place of the world instead of living in every place of the world? As an almost antagonistic exercise, I shunned all things habitation and took to the wild. The Pennsylvanian Appalachian Trail. 230 miles of rocks, mountains, trees, cliffs, and solitude. Sixteen days. 50 pounds of gear on my back. No four walls in sight. All for free.

Toujours Mag Issue 005  
Toujours Mag Issue 005  

Summer issue featuring entertaining advice by Lulu Powers, design from Emily Ruddo, art by Sasha Sullivan, interios from M Design and SFA De...

Advertisement