My sister Martha paints a mural on my niece's bedroom wall in Asheville, NC
I often find myself dreaming about the quiet, green, peaceful mountains of North Carolina. Basically, I dream of the opposite of the over-populated, de-forested and often stressful mountains of Haiti. And then I mosey over to craigslist to see if there are any deals on land (not that I have the money for mountain land) where Alexis and I could chill, build a tiny house and live off the grid and off of the land. After an hour or so, I come back to reality and get back to work on whatever it is I'm supposed to be doing.