"I am an arms dealer, fitting you with weapons in the form of words" Many of my generation know these lyrics well. I was belting them out...

There is nothing like the light of dawn, to purge the darkness of any struggle. Here I am, not 100% but not lost to my physical ailments - f

A little arm shot up from the back seat of the pickup truck, pulling down, to signal the driver to honk. Wow. Evan and I turned and look

I, like many others in these times, am having to re-invent and adjust to new ways of learning/working and playing. At 45 it's daunting.