Fishing.

It's Tuesday night and I can't sleep. I guess technically at this point, it is Wednesday morning. A new day-already. And I am here, wide awake, to welcome it. It’s nights like this my mind wanders far and wide. Spanning the range of possibilities and impossibilities. I think about things both ridiculous and authentic. Random and reasoned. Chaotic and calm. My imagination…Read more Fishing.

Tarot Cards, Leaps and Lemonade.

On a rainy December night in 2015, Dawn and I drove up to a house on the river to find a man with a pony tail filling a U-Haul. Normally, this would be a red flag and we would keep driving-but I needed answers. We pulled up, rolled down the window and asked if he…Read more Tarot Cards, Leaps and Lemonade.