8:18
I know what it’s like for a dream to feel like hunger.
I’ve never seen anything quite like this place.
The tree outside my window is dying.
A photo that I took this week has gotten me thinking.
I am a professional listener.
Ansel Adams once said, “Sometimes I do get to places just when God's ready to have somebody click the shutter.” I just had one of those moments.
Viewing someone from a room away evokes melancholy.
Sometimes I just need to be reminded of the bigger picture.
At 8:18 tonight, David Day and I are driving the streets of Scottsdale and feel trapped.
Finishing my call, I look up at the top-heavy mop heads of the cluster of palms above me.
It is the color of exuberance.
The seasons tell our story wrong.
In the midst of bland Corporate Land, the battered, vintage arch is unexpected.
For what are you working? What will be the sum total of your career?
Sometimes it’s hard to go to street level.

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