An Open Letter To Someone (1 of Many)

Dear Someone, This weekend in Washington I realized the scene I was looking at was somewhat…off. Multiple youths, adults and in-betweeners–singing a song they didn’t write, to, for some of them, a God they didn’t know. So…then,...
wild ones.

wild ones.

I’m presently enjoying 3 hours of forced waiting provided by Allegiant Air. I figured I would take the moment to kick off the first blog of 2017. I still think humans need to learn to be humans…speak to one another in their Über and/or cafe. Be human....