The road less traveled
I stand at a crossroads, two ways before me. One paved and well lit, the other hard pan, worn through newly greening grass. Which way do I go? A Robert Frost poem beckons dimly from an English class long past. Something about two paths and a choice to be made. One worn and one less […]
Go ahead, run that stop sign!
If I come to a complete stop, I’m stuck. Not that I’m prone to hyperactivity. I’m actually quite a measured person. I consider carefully what I do. I’m not a risk-taker or an impulsive doer. Just a mover. Something about being in motion gives me a sense of myself in space, in place, in life. […]