Not Yet
Pretty, isn’t it? Beautiful even. The knots in the wood catch your eye as they swirl. The red of whatever wood it is is dark and deep. Almost the color of drying blood.Read More »Not Yet
Pretty, isn’t it? Beautiful even. The knots in the wood catch your eye as they swirl. The red of whatever wood it is is dark and deep. Almost the color of drying blood.Read More »Not Yet
Spring Break ends tomorrow. This week has gone by so quickly, yet so slowly.Read More »Life Goes On
This week has been an interesting one from an emotional standpoint. I’ve felt a dullness since Willow passed. Sometimes it becomes more prominent. Others it diminishes.
It’s a process…
My process involves two primary components: music and creation.Read More »Healing
I’m somewhere between denial and anger in the stages of grief. Today, I’m much closer to the side of anger though.Read More »The Next Phase
My cousin was killed Saturday in a triple homicide. My aunt contacted me today to tell me the news.
I’ve spent the better part of today trying to wrap my brain around it.Read More »Scattered Words