When we emerge, what will remain? Glimmers of hope, perhaps. Celebrations. Keep your distance. Airplanes will traverse the skies once more. Don't cough. Families reunited. No touching. The residue of fear will linger and it shall be allowed to reign again. You took much more than life. 3/23/2020- TL Harty
A lot of people struggle with writing. Or, more precisely- finishing. There are a plethora of understandable reasons, but I'm going to incorporate a little tough love here and say the majority of us wordsmiths have Goldilocks syndrome. And I'm not completely immune to the disease myself. We're waiting for everything to be "just right." … Continue reading Finishing
