“You speak about 120 words per minute. How many of your words are meaningful, how many are true, how many bring peace?” That was the
Balancing on Unstable Surfaces
Reflections on the challenges of balancing life in a constantly shifting world
“You speak about 120 words per minute. How many of your words are meaningful, how many are true, how many bring peace?” That was the
“Wait, is this real?” That was a text I got along with an image of Policeman Derek Chauvin with his knee on the neck of
There are millions people who are virtually untouched by the horrors of the corona virus. Other than the “inconvenience” of shelter in place, they have
My dad used to sleep with a hammer in reach. He had a nightly routine. Check to make sure all three doors with entry to
COVID 19 may very well lead to my death. People don’t seem to comprehend wearing facial coverings in public, so I got the full effect
I accidentally ingested bleach. ACCIDENTALLY, people. The short version is the bleach dispenser still had liquid in it after the wash cycle. I was sure