Journey

The side street in a major city was big enough to deserve lighting.  While the minimum standard may have been met,...

I relaxed, knowing the procedure of giving up my blood was the best thing I could do.  I was staying ahead...

I was the only one there for every event.  I have shared much of my life.  In total, there are a lot...

The wall of yellow and black balls reminded me of a visual image of a computer address.  With states of 0...

A security clearance form asked me to list the countries I have visited during my lifetime.  I struggled to answer the...

The wall of umbrellas was beautiful.  I could suggest it served no real purpose.  It was bling gathered, stockpiled over time, and...

I stood, hesitating, in front of the window.  I was looking at an echo of my past.  I was five years old,...

A childhood hero of mine was an agriculture engineer.  He related a story about an irrigation project that captured my attention...

In my current season of reflection, I have carried a sense of loss.  Initially, I thought it was the memories of...

I was starting a period of reflection on the eve of a milestone day.  I knew it would last for a...