Me. I have been missing. I apologize. I get into this cycle where I write as if my life depends on it and then life somehow interferes and I am left to somehow intertwine my love for letters back into my reality. Most times I feel lost without it. Writing that is. To be completely …
It unites us, it is a conversation starter, and it is happiness. We need it for survival and yet somehow it feeds our soul at the same time. Food is ever evolving simplicity that often clears cultural boundaries and igniting flames that dance upon our palates. What a great meal accomplishes, no man can do. …
I love chocolate! You can hand it to me any way. Whether it is melted, frozen, milk, dark, white. One of the sweetest treats in the world comes in variety and I’m a sucker for options. Recently, I visited the Max Brenner: Chocolate by the Bald Man restaurant on 15tth Street (between Walnut and Locust). …
I have been learning French. It dawned on me as an adult that I wanted to learn a new language. As a traveler I am always fascinated by different cultures. From their fashion to their food, I feel like a child when exploring. Inquisitive and curious all the while wanting to know how different we …
A tasting room! My eyes lit up at the very sound of a wine tasting. For the last few months I have been dying to go to a winery, bring a picnic basket filled with some great treats and rest. Not that superficial kind of rest, but truly rest. Attempt to become in tune with …
Living on the east coast affords me the opportunity to experience all seasons in their glory. Amazing visuals coupled with emotions makes for awesome shots. Take a look at lifes seasons.
I enjoy the way he speaks. His vicarious desire to plunge into words ignites my spirit. He’s fearless. Openly expressing thoughts that encourage, sometimes offends, all of the time truth his truth; one that he holds dear. Much like a form of godliness is such truth; A manifestation of light. Not ridding the world …
I touched his hand For the first time in three years, we connected through some sort of internal magnetic field other than our eyes. People always say ones eyes never lie. I used to believe that I could look into his eyes, peer through his shielded soul, and evaluate his hearts desire. I looked at …
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