There is much to write about. That I could write about. People. Their faces. Their moments. The way they sway, sound and smile. Laugh and cry and love. How they wander. And how they take root. And grow. And how part of a person can be stuck in time. Frozen. The amber of the moment,…
Tag: humanity
Sunday Morning Thoughts: 7.1.18
It is how we see ourselves? Or how all the others see us? I suppose I’ve been in midst of one. Again. I suppose everyone goes through them. Periodically, until we fall down under the dirt. All this wondering about who. And the subsequent how and why. Though this wouldn’t be called a crisis. More…
Sunday Morning Thoughts: 2.4.18
Something about a good conversation on mortality just gets me. Might just be good conversation in general, but I dare argue that if you converse effectively, the doomed topic arises. What else are we mortals to think about? Life and living are the only things we know. Along with knowing we don’t do so forever.
