Much of what you  see here are exercises and experiments in making WordPress work, so even if it looks silly, there is a reason for it all.

Here  I am in summer school, taking WordPress, Photoshop and Yoga. If you had told me that I would be thrilled to be in summer school when I was in the sixth grade, I would have laughed for a solid hour. But, here I am, and I am going to enjoy this journey.

The Journey

                                   Mary Oliver

One day you finally knew
what you had to do, and began,
though the voices around you
kept shouting
their bad advice – – –
though the whole house
began to tremble
and you felt the old tug
at your ankles.
‘Mend my life!’
each voice cried.
But you didn’t stop.

You knew what you had to do,
though the wind pried
with its stiff fingers
at the very foundations – – –
though their melancholy
was terrible. It was already late
enough, and a wild night,
and the road full of fallen
branches and stones.
But little by little,
as you left their voices behind,
the stars began to burn
through the sheets of clouds,
and there was a new voice,
which you slowly
recognized as your own,
that kept you company
as you strode deeper and deeper
into the world,

  1. determined to do
    the only thing you could do
  • – – – determined to save
    the only life you could save.