The question of Love, or rather the idea of Love, has been on my mind lately. Before, Love was simply…
I found myself settled into an old leather seat on the balcony of the performance room at…
December has begun and thus all reasons to not yet think about Christmas are flung out the…
Though I try my best to look at the world with eyes of wonder, there are times in which…
I began thinking about the magic that lay in writing when a friend of mine, one who hardly reads books, let…
I found myself in the audience of a philosophy lecture yesterday afternoon. The man on stage spoke of means to find rest…