the look of love

I’m typing this from thousand of feet above you. I don’t mean that in a metaphorical sense, I mean I’m literally in a plane flying High above the world. (look at that! I can be literal!) (disregard if you happen to be reading this while on a plane yourself. In that case, we’re probably eye…

You don’t have to sting, Honeybee.

Everyday, I go for a run.  It’s the way I make my brain quiet down and focus for the day ahead.  And at the end of my run, is a coffee shop.  I stop in, grab a coffee, and slowly/quietly walk home.  This is where I reflect.  I think about all the good things in…