A Most Profound Silence

A Most Profound Silence

  It was one of those days when I was exhausted. My mind was traveling faster than my car going down I-65 heading home from many errands. My phone was full of little red circles indicating messages representing conversations and decisions needing to be made. Despite...
Could This Be Rest?

Could This Be Rest?

  There are times in the life of every artist, when the art is labored, and the gratification is lacking luster; and, you wonder if you will ever produce anything of value again. Words that once flowed like breath now fall like bricks.   Night-fall is near,...

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