Have you ever forgotten where you’ve been?

Yeah. That’s me these days. I’m blessed to be able to get out there, slap skin and meet potential readers. For a finite time, I’m living my dream.

Dreams whitewash reality.

I’ve never been this tired. Not when I worked eighteen-hour-days during tax season. Or when I performed onstage in a string of late nights. Wherever people show up, they expect my best self……and they deserve it to reward their sacrifice of valuable time.Continue Reading