Baby Steps

Someone said show me your friends, and I’ll show you your character. But my friends are all completely different. What does that tell me other then the fact that I see life in shades of gray? That black and white are for the most part an illusion? That outside of inequality and injustice, there is very little to pretend I’m right about?

Freedom

It's time for me to once access my creative muse. May as well start here! Again. For the umpteempth time.