Sunday Morning Thoughts: 12.31.17

Lots of grumbling and shouting about the end of the year two thousand seventeen. Not considered the grandest by most. Some have even stronger opinions regarding the matter. Perhaps by the end of this, I will discover where I stand on the subject. But. Another year. Ever onward towards the future. The march from birth…

Sunday Morning Thoughts: 11.19.17

Oh! To wonder about where one is from where one once was! To attempt to think of the self from the stance of some former self. A you from long, or short, ago. To place the situation of actualities in the current under the lens of younger days. You know, what I mean. Would ten-year-old…