january 2nd

oh hey it's the day after new year's. i'm feeling really optimistic about 2018. I vented a bit over here about my worries going into this year. Then I had a six hour conversation with a good friend of mine about our fears and excitement going into this year. Then I finally wrote up some … Continue reading january 2nd

each individual grain of sand in a desert is a tiny work of art

The boy’s greatest fear was, without a doubt, being forgotten. On bad days the thought loomed over him worryingly. Dread followed him like a shadowy figure just out of eyesight on worse days. And while it was a powerful motivator, it was just as much an inhibitor. He had begun to stagnate both as an artist … Continue reading each individual grain of sand in a desert is a tiny work of art