This is how it works: I run to find my voice, I like high fives because it reminds me of my dad before he became my father and it makes me feel safer than anything I know, I’m shy but pretend I’m not, I believe in the soul, and if the most creative thing that one can do is to tell the truth through lies…then I have a few stories to share with you.
Because even on our way to heaven we wish to be remembered.