Sunday Song: Breathe

Life is waves coming at me, sometimes fast, sometimes slower, sometimes knocking me backwards a bit or all the way down. I stay back or I just sit and let the water wash over me until I'm ready to stand up again, and move forward. Of course, I move forward (eventually). There is no other …

Sunday Song: Seen

I write to think things through. I write to connect with others. I write about ordinary that sometimes is extraordinary. I write about personal that I hope is universal. I write to figure out what anything and everything means. I write to see. I also write to be seen. My college freshman English Composition teacher …