" aiming for the moon "


thunderstruck bottleshock brick through the window head over heels. the world is your oyster, the slipper fits, the light through the trees shows the path.

we're standing before a long expanse of the open earth, in a place where so much has happened, known or unknown. how to add to this ceaseless legacy?

with a sense of care and warmth, conviction and strength, intuition, magic, love, and empathy. the stories are being written all about, and i feel the desire to craft my own chapters.

tonight's homework:

life is a tapestry, you should learn how to knit a little.