The large digital clock had ticked down to three minutes, it was time to board my train. I enjoy sitting in the front section of the light rail. This way if the train hits something, and it does happen, I'll have a front-row seat in hopes of snapping a few pics for my next story. … Continue reading Transfer Series, I’m Not a Terrorist Part 2
Category: Discernment
For those with a discerning eye.
The Promise of Hope Last night, during one of the many times that I woke up, each time making notes for my novel, I remembered something that a stranger said to me. It was almost four years ago, that night that a woman that I had never met before, said something to me that I'll … Continue reading The Promise of Hope
To Myself, When I woke up this morning and made the discovery, nothing, not one tear. It happened just as I had expected, and all of the signs had warned me of. The knowing and the seeing can at times still seem like a curse instead of a necessary discerning qualifier. It's not that I … Continue reading Universe University, Not One Tear
