A Lesson in Mindfulness Before it was Cool.

Not many pix to show from France or London. In fact, I have none left. But I was there. 100%. And I remember it all. It’s mostly because we were 20/year-olds in 2001. Even using the latest in digital cameras, we didn’t take pictures like we do today. I was enrolled in photography courses at…

Run.

There’s a trap door down the stone path that leads to another rock bottom, or two. My millionth run isn’t meant for you. There’s a lady on the couch in this drunken dream of mine, sipping on the koolaide just to be confined. We wonder where we’ve gone to on this road to the inhumane,…