Deep—and sometimes difficult—thoughts.
The Changing Eye of the Deleterious Storm
I’m going to warn you now; this will not be an interesting post.
The Process of Fields
Less than fifteen minutes now. I have a fear of writing in public places, as if someone might see or read over my shoulder and have a bunch of opinions. Isn’t that weird? Isn’t it weird that I’m afraid of other people’s opinions? I mean, really, what sense does that make?
Even the Smallest Beliefs
Beliefs are everywhere. They’re in everything we do, from how we style our hair to how we go to sleep at night. They’re in the car we drive and the home we live in. They’re in how we approach a new problem and how we respond to crisis.