I’m right here. I’m here now. These words kept playing over and over in my head as I looked out over the sunlit turquoise waters of Lake Tahoe. A mantra. A reminder. Anchoring me to the present, as memories from van life swirled around me. An indescribable feeling, almost bittersweet formed in my chest as I recalled the adventures of hiking in Washington and meeting certain people at music festivals.…
