Landslides

When life dumps all of its problems in front of me, I too often lose my pen. Writing doesn’t make my breakfast… Writing doesn’t wash my work-shirts… Writing doesn’t help me plan lessons… Writing doesn’t get me to work on time… Repeat 4x So I wait until everything is sorted and filed before I try … More Landslides

Clouds

We were caught up in the clouds. When our eyes were drawn up toward the dizzying heights of ambition and out toward the delicious realm of dreamland and desires, a shadow fell upon our own land. We could not wait to get away. When we strove to do away with our ordinary duties, completing them … More Clouds