Quiet isn’t a bandaid, nor medicine, or therapy. It’s Architecture.
Melissa taking Henry on a walk. Perfect day for running, I saw opening the door handing the exhausted […]
On second beer, not in the mood for dinner, just wine and writing and jazz. Cantankerous… that book […]
Starbucks down the Road from Sonic’s HQ. I feel more Zen in all molecules and movements than I […]
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Standing alone– In peace.
If you want to know what my pedagogy is with writing, it’s about getting students to ask themselves […]
In a state of re-writing after yesterday’s lecture, and listening to this music here at the Dry Creek […]