Writing from the Heart with Brian
Think, Laugh, & Cry Each Day
In my dream, I'm running from the law. I have no idea what I've done. It has nothing to do with the news of the day. There's no mask-covered ICE agents. Conservative or Liberal have nothing to do with it. But time is still of the essence. I run through the house with a duffle... Continue Reading →
I feel fortunate some days to be upright and walking, none the worse for wear. It’s a mean, cruel world out there, but somehow I've survived. Think I'm joking. Here’s some of the things that I’ve survived in my short life: --Playing on 70’s playground equipment. Think metal monkey bars . . . nothing more... Continue Reading →
Writing from the Heart with Brian 
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