Steps

My walk took me past a building lit up at night.  It was standing tall, with a few windows revealing occupants...

The clouds did not seem to be moving.  It felt as though they were hanging out to share a bit of...

There are times in my life when the silence overwhelms me.  Candidly, it is not as if it is totally quiet.  The...

The wall art was simple, unique, and, to me, powerful.  Multiple succulents share a common purpose of storing water within themselves...

The wall art was familiar, though not in the way I first imagined.  I started with a view that I had...

The wall above my hotel bed said it all, “This is where I am”.  I do not recall experiencing these words...

The glass dome on the table was, I thought, predictable.  I ignored it under the assumption that it was providing a...

I look towards the source of the wind.  The horizon told the story.  A storm was on the way.  Staying in a place...

I was late.  There was work waiting, words crying to be laid out on paper, and I needed a coffee.  When I...

I sat on a high table, writing, editing, and making calls.  The end of my table was well-lit, clean, and unusually,...