Memo to Self

Oh, let me capture the joy of life. Let it hang suspended in a dark-green bottle, thick with blood-red wine and let it drip relentlessly onto […]

Although joy seems fleeting, its power is so intense, it ignites a spark in us that overrules common sense. It’s poised like a bush ready to […]

Friendship is like slipping on a comfortable old jacket and finding all kinds of forgotten things in the pocket. Suddenly, your memory grows wings and your […]