So, when I open my news feed on my phone, or log onto YouTube, it looks like the entire United States is imploding……like it is all getting ready to just burn down, democracy and all.

But when I step outside onto a street in Central America, the sun is shining. Women are carrying buckets of corn to be ground for tortillas in the morning. The neighbor is taking his daily stroll to the corner store to buy an egg for dinner. The school kids walk by with starched white socks and shirts impossibly ke…

I am thankful for substack. The community. The writers. The dreamers. The artists. Thankyou. I did not know I was looking for you until I found you. I have been wanting for years to have a place to hold my words. The stories that unfold from day to day. Short. Often unfinished, but no less important. I don’t know the future and don’t have grand plans. I just know this is the place for now I want to leave my words. Slowly piling up, page by page on the floor. Trying to capture a life before it d…