There's something about bright airy trains. They're beautiful and certainly something to be grateful for, but I think no one really notices. You should. At least once in a while. ********** Wrapped up in our own thoughts (music, books, worries, aspirations), we may physically live in this world but are not quite part of it.... Continue Reading →
I like to think of myself as a rather rational person. I weigh pros and cons before making (fateful) decisions; I (try to) think before I speak; I abhor superstition (as best I can) and gravitate toward science. And when you tell me that a certain product, idea, or bias is preferred to another, I... Continue Reading →
My creativity has died. Seriously. I can’t think of new things to say or do. And with the end of my creativity comes a feeling of naught. A feeling that screams silence. A feeling of a nothingness like a heavy fog that’s not quite there but everywhere. I can’t remember the last time I felt... Continue Reading →
Donn, fragments 