Transported.

“Why am I small again, lost again?”

The Door is Wide Open

There are ideas percolating just beneath the surface of my consciousness. They are not fully fleshed out but the juices are flowing and I feel “on the verge” of a … Continue reading The Door is Wide Open

An Awakening

Sleep has been a constant goal for me since I put down drugs and copious amounts of alcohol. Yet it has been the most evasive and endangered of species, teasing … Continue reading An Awakening