The truth is, I’ve got nothing to blog about. The longer I’ve stayed away from blogging, the harder it’s been to get back into the groove. Not because I’ve been working on some important pursuit, like writing the Great American Novel. Sadly, that’s not why. Continue reading
Quick. Tell me a moment that was important to you.
Such moments should be on the tip of your tongue. No matter how long ago they happened, you remember. You remember because of a spark, a tug or because of a dream. Continue reading
My generation didn’t have Uber, Snap Chat, Twitter or Facebook. We didn’t text our friends. We’d pick up the phone, call them and talk. For hours at a time. Continue reading
Either there’s an epidemic of toddlers who can’t keep their shoes on their feet or suddenly, everyone thinks that it’s okay–nay even encouraged–to dump a shoe. Continue reading
It was a trail for hard-core bicyclists. The kind that sneer as they pass you, with glances that seem to say, “Don’t mess with my bike, rookie!” Continue reading