Category Being Twenty Five.
Seventy Times 7.
I rarely take the time to write on Sunday. These weekends, they come and go too quickly, and by the time Sunday rolls around, I’m not ready to reflect. I am taking time today though, because a lot happened last night. These past two days started out on a high. Mariners weekend, two games, two […]
Marching Bands of Manhattan.
“It takes a lot of courage to release the familiar and seemingly secure, to embrace the new. But there is no real security in what is no longer meaningful. There is more security in the adventurous and exciting, for in movement there is life, and in change there is power.” I could not have expressed […]
Unexpected Liberation 