We live along the great and the crooked. Some are people, but I’m referring to the great Lake Erie and the crooked Cuyahoga River. This summer, I found myself near, on, and in the waters of Cleveland. This summer, I thought about it differently.

Some days, the best you can do is wiggle that toe, maybe a little more. And that has to be enough.

If we’re going to do this… we’re going all-in and all out. Find out what I mean.

Hey there,

I intended to send out an email with some important updates and exciting news, but this is not that. This is a journal entry that has consumed me for almost the entirety of the day, hence the length and the hour I’m sending it out. I’m sharing this because I think its worth sharing. It may not be for you, and that’s okay. This is just my way of trying to make sense of things. Here’s a brief snippet, you can continue the rest on my blog (I didn’t want to scare anyone off with an inappropriately long email). Ugh. Just thinking about opening my email to be smacked in the face with a novel gives me anxiety. Anyway, I hope you get something out of it…