Beer, friends and of course parents.

One of the photos I have taken with my new Canon M50

It’s another day in the life of Kristian Morgan. I’m so lucky to be the person whom writes this tempestuous collection of words reflecting todays events.

I wake drink beer and speak with friends and parents, not in that order of course. These words are written under the influence of Belgium beer. What a fine country… Belgium, the country in which lives my good friend whom I consider a brother “Karel Sabbe”.

The beers are cold, as is the glass which hosts them (I used the same glass for authenticity and nostalgia) What a pleasure beer is, its ability to unlock doors to peace and distraction.

It’s been a horrid past 10 days as I’ve been steadily absorbing the decision that I made… to wait yet another year of my life to step foot in the Appalachian Trail again. Or will I wait? Meaning that maybe I’ll through hike the AT this year, or will I ?

That is the question.