IN THE BOOKS

Another year about to go in the books and while the holidays generally leave me a little lonely/unfulfilled, it’s quite incredible how what seem like small accomplishments/wisdom/preservation appear in accumulation when you look on the landscape of your life. At least, your life thus far…

And while mine isn't perfect nor will be regardless how much I/anyone accomplishes/accumulates, there is something to be said about the daily decision to move closer or farther from the person you hope to be; even if at a snail’s pace and even if a part will remain restless until its true home. 

“There is a place in the heart that will never be filled; a space. We will know it more than ever…There is a place in the heart that will never be filled…And we will wait…and wait…in that space.” Charles Bukowski