I have too many words to say. I talk too much, write too much, can be Too Much. But it's just that there are too many words to say. And sometimes it feels like I get lost in them. Lost in their possibility, Yes. Lost in their beauty, Maybe. Lost in their overwhelming expectations, Definitely.... Continue Reading →
where is the love
We are exhausted. Where IS the love?
start somewhere
I have never made a sponge cake.
who are you today?
Which you are you today?
once upon a time
Once upon a time there was a character in a story.
the pressure to be meaningful
Is all art meaningful?
new music for friday
Time for some new music.
A post that’s not about COVID-19
If we're honest, we're all a bit tired of hearing about it, right?
no more summer
Time to move on.
no more winter
Well, I've done it again. Skipped off to the other side of the world just in time to avoid the cold weather. I thought it would feel normal. I thought it would be return to same old routines.
