I'm still in a writing mode...probably because I'm in-between courses, summer programs, and I'm working on laying foundations for the year ahead, plus tightening writing on numerous writing projects from this year (it's called editing, revision, resubmitting, people).
Yes, not sure what humans will end up doing to this great world, but I'm sticking with the artists, the writers, the youth, the teachers, and those who appreciate the diversity and joy of the world, locally, nationally, and globally. Not the greatest fan of our species, as douchebags will always be douchebags, and power will always be power. Still, on the ground and out of the spotlight are the music makers, dreamers, painters, sculptors, poets, and even historians trying to capture truth, including the good, the bad, and the heinous which exists ubiquitously right now.
Ah, Pink Moons. Pink Pink Pink.
