More than just a tragically ironic lyric from John Lennon, 'starting over' has been a way of life for me....
With the ever-decaying social media experience destroying any online experience, I wanted to try a new platform....
For this year's memorial, a bit less poetry, a bit more direction....
Continuing to look with hope to a better future twenty two years later....
Finally after so many years of doubt, a glimmer of hope that we as a people can unite again....
It's been twenty years and it seems the best we can do is say, "Never Forget." We can do better....
Nineteen years and we're tearing ourselves further and further apart. I'm tired. I want to go back....
Eighteen years later and I still don't know what to do or think or feel or say. Is hope all that's left?...
I'll see you one the other side. If there is another side. ...
While the crowds have declined in recent years, days like this are needed for the struggling economy of local businesses...
Confronting the need to alter my sappy, self-deprecating grumpiness as well as my life's misdirection....
And here I am again. Finding myself wondering what happened to my America. Where did love and compassion go? Will we find it again?...
Another hero lost. This one by his own demons. This one hit me hard. This one could be a mirror. ...
As the year was coming to and end, I found it harder and harder to maintain my course. It's time to do in 2018 what I failed to do in 2017....
Every day is a struggle. Anxiety and depression are formidable foes. My whispering optimism needs to step up it's game....
Sixteen years and it's becoming clear that America is finally forgetting what it is we keep being told to never forget....
Come to D's Soul Full Cafe in Hoboken on Sept 9 for a special Art Show & Charity Drive for The Houston Independent School District...
I overlooked a small detail about sobriety. That overwhelming urge to flee a crowded room before freaking the fuck out....
