The wheelchair took speed and gave back sight. Unflinching essays on disability, wilderness, and living all the way alive.
Speed for sight. That was the trade — I didn't get a say. A lifetime in the Idaho wilderness, twenty-five years in kitchens, dirt under different nails now. Unfiltered essays on what's left when the body forces you to slow down and look.
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