Tag: Intent

I look north from the lobby window, focused on the buildings in Dubai’s Media City district and beyond.  I remembered my ...

The label on the cheese in a local store took me to a place that is three time zones away.  I ...

The hard hat was puzzling.  It was after midnight.  We were in a secure area with very few people.  Any shift had long ...

The wall was inviting, bright, and filled with whimsical joy.  It seemed readily apparent that the urban planners and architects were ...

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

One of my mother’s regrets late in life centred on the lost opportunities she had as a parent.  As a parent ...

With the day fading, the question of what comes next often involves a still, quiet place within my heart.  I avoid ...