You think you know someone.

As I’m upstairs having a fight with my wardrobe I realize Ben is being very quiet. It’s kinda similar to the warning sign of a toddler’s silence that they are about to get into something but my concern is that he’s downstairs on Craigslist about to buy a snowmobile or something unnecessary and extravagant. I give up the losing battle with my clothes to investigate. 

Me: (walks downstairs)

Ben: Hey.

Me: (confused)

Ben: What’s wrong?

Me: What are you doing?

Ben: Eating.

Me: What?

Ben: A sandwich. Why?

Me: But where did you get it?

Ben: I made it.

Me: (stunned)


Thirty days mountaineering in the Alaskan wilderness changes people. Living proof right here. I've witnessed it with my own eyes. This man, who previously never re-heated his on leftovers, was hungry and made himself a sandwich. Didn’t even have to ask where the ingredients were.

I think I might love Alaska.