Love was lost and love was found. And when the dust had cleared and we saw through the mist we learned that lost love is isn't …
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Love was lost and love was found. And when the dust had cleared and we saw through the mist we learned that lost love is isn't …
Continue Reading about We’re Always Rewriting The Story Of Our Lives

Neruda tells me Scotch is an artists best friend and I ask him if I really need that or if I can't come up with a different …

Sometimes songs take me backwards or forwards and fill my head with thoughts and ideas about the places and people I have seen or …
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Twenty years or more in Texas wouldn't make me feel any better about a particular situation that cropped up the other day but it …

I heard it call out to me, those first few lines, "Maybe in another life I could find you there" and then I remember something …

They asked me to explain what it means to be self-deprecating so I grabbed a broom and a Shmata and acted out this song. "I don't …

The music plays and I hear a message I have repeated more than once in a million different ways but perhaps never as direct as I …

His focus is off and the sharp edges are muted enough for me to wonder what is going on inside. "Are you having trouble …

I wrote this story about 10 years or so ago and decided to share it here. ****** I met Jericho in a time and place that no …

A thousand years ago we roamed through a forest in a secret world populated by creatures of legend and lived a life most people …