There are moments where the song starts playing inside my head and all I hear are the same four lines over and over. Boy, you're …
Looking For The Places We Belong
I went to the Wednesday night minyan today. It wasn't something I planned on doing, just a spur the moment response to a thought …
About The Promises We Make
The weight of a promise is never uniform for individuals because some of us wear them like the yoke of a plow and others like a …
Can I Trust You?
Bruce and I are hanging out again. He is singing Waiting On A Sunny Day and I am driving myself to get stuff done and mad as hell …