Choices: The Haunting of February

I thought about writing every day for the past month. I was restless with thoughts of what I would write about, more than not reverting to a feeling that it was pointless. I ruminated in the dwelling of the everyday routine – caught between that split second when one emerges from sleep still not fullyContinue reading “Choices: The Haunting of February”

Daylight Savings, Raking Leaves & Beginning with the End

A setting sun, a browning landscape and an emerging winter must still be expressed, regardless of whether it is welcome or not.