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: love
Sunday Morning Thoughts: 7.29.17
I don’t know about you, but for me, it doesn’t take much. Always a vastly easier task to let my mind spiral down than it making it march forward. Toxic thought, coursing about the unattended neurons. Any point in time. That which has, that which is happening and that which has not. And may never…
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.
Sunday Morning Thoughts: 10.22.17
It is an addiction. It may be tough to notice, though. Not until you are without. Perhaps it is the widespread use that makes it seem as though it isn’t so bad. Yet, I feel as though I’ve noticed it before this. I just wasn’t able to fully understand how much of my own life…
The Veracious Facade 