It’s Friday night I’m alone as I write. There are a lot of lonely nights as a writer, nights where I hole myself up and let my mind move through my fingers. But I’m not alone in my forlorn feelings: We’re all human, all of one mind, all alone in our own ways. To appease… Read More We’re All Alone, So Why Do We Feel So Alone?
A snap decision comes. A season turns its back. A moment fades. After a while, the season twirls around. It flashes you and laughs, dropping its robe. The changing seasons are often used to describe life’s effervescence. “Boy, that was a fast summer. Too fast, if you ask me! Just like life!” You’ll often hear… Read More Seasons Pass Away, Too