Where In the World is Shelby Lynn
I Vow to Live an Extraordinary Life.
Trigger warning: explicit language. I absolutely did not censor myself in this one. Sorry Grandma, your son-in-law raised a true sailor. “I cannot wait until your frontal lobe fully develops” My mom has been saying this to me since I was 12 years old. Yes, I understood physiologically what she was talking about (if you …
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I stopped dead in my tracks, mouth agape. I looked down and over at the immense gullies, scree fields, and where the snow once stood as a gate for the summit. I was speechless (actually, I had a few words, but for my more conservative readers I will keep them to myself) I stood motionless. …
I slide the still warm freshly printed driver’s license in the excuse of a wallet that promptly goes into the pocket of my knee worn through jeans. It didn’t take long for my first “road trip” at 16 years old to a beach that was 3 hours away, just because. Then, a …
“I should go for a walk, no that’s dumb, go for a quick hike… I wonder if I could summit something before sundown…. Shelby, it’s 5 in the evening. Jeez, you’re so lazy you haven’t done anything outside all weekend…I’m just so tired…wait a god damn minute! I skied for like 2 …
"I forget that you're still a girl sometimes" That is definitely not the first nor will it be the last time I'll hear that. I've never been one to wear makeup, sit around to talk about boys or dream of my future wedding. Don't get me wrong, you will find me in a sundress, baking, …
POV of a homeless millennial I'm not going to lie, I like to consider myself an intellect, but I studied kinesiology and had to google what an ode was. I'm also very stubborn and I'm going to call this an ode even though that's incorrect. Oh, Corona, I stare you square in the eye as …
I roll over and the smell of my own armpits wakes me up before my 5:30am alarm does. Slowly, I lower myself from the top bunk without waking my 4 other roommates. I slip into my now baggy, oil stained, Carhartts and synch down the NRS cam strap that I’ve been using as a belt. …
Have you ever left a conversation with someone and felt drained, entertained, but drained of your energy? You likely had an interaction with a parasitic alien species that feeds off the energy of others. Commonly known as an extrovert. If you kept an extrovert in a group of people and slowly added a person every …
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I have a controversial opinion: I LOVE people! Extrovert? I don’t know you tell me. (Stay tuned for the next blog) Below I’ve compiled a few short stories of the amazing humans I’ve connected with since being on the road. Some are short and easy, while others are longer and more intimate. I’ve broken them …
Growing up I spent most of my time running around barefoot, loitering, playing sports, and exploring the enchanted forests that surrounded my house. Disclaimer; those were actually drug invested swampy sections of trees that broke up the constant line of houses in the suburbs of Florida. We didn't have cell phones and social media apps …
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Where In the World is Shelby Lynn 