A journey with occasional re-calculating. The story of a professor with more heart than a month full of valentines days. An old soul who plays pick-up sticks with pencils. Come see who I am, where I am going, and guide me where to visit next.
Suitcase heart traveler going places and spaces to believe in love and hope again
There is a piece of me that Iives inside of you.
Find it.
Hold it up to the light.
See how clear it is.
See how easy it is to hold.
The light reflects off of it.
How it shimmers under the suns eye.
It's beauty so present.
You can't only love me under the sun.
