Why Rolling In The Dirt Is Good For Your Soul

I don’t have a lot of close male friends, but the ones I have are a rare breed. They’re different, they march to the beat of their drum, and I connect with them on such a raw level.

I met Kevin at my job in Albuquerque. He had moved from California to work at our Engineering firm. He was young and loved the outdoors, just like the rest of us.

One Friday morning, as we were getting our coffee, he blurts out, “Don’t you ever want to run out into the desert and roll around in it? Just get all dusty and dirty?”

A shit-eating grin exploded over his face.

“All the time,” I said.

A connection was made that day that turned into a lifelong friendship.