Riding the waves. 2.2.2020. Today is my half birthday. I woke up like a kid, excited for life, excited for the sunshine, and excited to notice I am half-way to my next solar return. As of late, I’ve observed my response to people’s inquiry into what I’ve been up to: “I’m riding the waves.” my…
Riding the waves. 2.2.2020. Today is my half birthday. I woke up like a kid, excited for life, excited for the sunshine, and excited to notice I am half-way to my next solar return. As of late, I’ve observed my response to people’s inquiry into what I’ve been up to: “I’m riding the waves.” my…
somewhere at the intersection of the rain washing over me and finding my rhythm in my third mile I began to smile. You don’t have to suffer. It was so clear, so simple yet so profound. Oh gosh, I don’t have to suffer! I tapped my fingers to the rhythm of my run, began to…
