Hello, Frameshifters. Our next #postaday is (was?) foggy. Day 3! Sadly, a day late ("Darn you, air travel!"), but here nonetheless. I started, once again, with a ten minute free write: *Waaaah*, ear drums reverberating, chest collapsing, eyes moist with lack of sight, blinded like a cold washcloth blanketing your face, droplets collecting on your… Continue reading Foggy (Why “vision”?)
Life Coaching with Ryan 