Never in my life have I dreamt about zombies. And I'm not talking about the ones you see downtown wearing the business suits with a vacant stares. Oh no...I am referring to the walking dead.
It's not everyday I have a cup of tea with a genius who can whip up an image of me in a matter of minutes. Mark's first name is Seriously. His middle name is Unbelievably. And his last name is Talented.
It seemed like a good idea at the time. Go do the hiking trip in the book that had the prettiest picture and most scenic view. Made perfect sense to me. How hard could it possibly be??
“It will only take a moment!” The thoughts that trickle through my mind as procrastination quietly convinces me that everything in the moment is a priority. I check emails, de-clutter the office, or unload the dishwasher. I justify these actions by saying, “Tomorrow, I’ll start.” But it doesn’t happen. Procrastination steals our dreams.
Two decades ago, I was concerned about getting a vehicle. Not for the reasons you might think. I was afraid that if I got in the vehicle, I'd turn on the ignition and never look back, effectively giving in to the wanderlust that ensnares my soul at times.
Visualize an entire plane filled with pregnant women. Now imagine that plane crashing and killing everyone on board on a weekly basis.
You would think this would make the news...
His personal style of anarchism infiltrates, wiggling its way into your brain, providing information that helps to support you in living a life filled with endless possibilities.
