

At last! The March winds and rain has come. Mud and puddles abound. Around us are signs of spring and hope. And just in time too. The winter dark was becoming rather claustrophobic; leaving far too much time to scroll on social media. This is a horrible reason for writer’s block. However in the context…

There are just some places that reside deep in your consciousness, waiting to come alive once more. Here is a dip into what winter brings.

Do you eat the words you leave unsaid? A reflection.

I have lost track of any variation of a goal recently, so I have returned back to paper. Why do I have continual goal resets? That is a story for another day. One that demands my brain to chill out for more than twenty-four hours. It almost feels like a survival switch that keeps flipping…