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The sun is becoming infectious. The type of late summer sun that makes me think of fall. Just a little. Just enough to nudge me outside to loungE and soak and sip and exist. Fall is subtle here down in...

I sit here unsatisfied. Hungry in a way I have often been. I crave accomplishment. To transform parts of my life. Sadly, this feeling won’t be transformative. It will be short lived. It pairs with...

To live in the South, the deep South, what would your mind picture? Me, sitting in my yard filled with a humid and gentle breeze? Late in October, in a long, dangerous drought but somehow everything around...

Sometimes a hunger rises within me. A hunger to be something, do everything. All I can see, all I can feel is all I am not. I have listened many times to the yawning want within me. Overwhelmed myself...