Sunday Morning Thoughts: 7.15.18

You can’t keep every word. Something gets lost, eventually. Or thrown away. You can only keep so much in the collection of what falls out of your head. Even less room for keeping the words that fall from the heads of others.

Sunday Morning Thoughts: 7.8.18

Perhaps I don’t speak of my own fortune enough. Though it may not be something that is total luck responsible. I am grateful all the same.