reach for the top
where the sun is going to shine...

Lately I feel like I've been writing essays. The ideas are in full effect, but the words don't come at all. I've decided I'm going to work on it. I've also come to the point where I say bring it on. Waiting has become my forte, but I won't let it become my undoing. Excuse me while I keep walking. As always, I'll leave the window cracked, if only for the circulation.