A Moment of Quietness?
Today I'd like to share with you a photograph of one of my secret places, where I can find peace and quietness when I need to.
Great Places (NYC Pt. 1)
The first time I went to NYC, I was 17, and I hated it. It was simply too much, I just couldn't take it in.
Still standing (Pt. 1)
Today, I'll honor an old one. It (he?) fuels me since I've known him. Been there for ages, will be for ages more...
My Guitar & Great Art (Pt. 1)
Looking at it I will think about music. Picking up my guitar and it will sing with some sort of similar vibe. Well... oftentimes, at least: