The Cone Zone

The music, oh that glorious music, was playing. It wasn’t playing to entertain, but rather,                 to touch the soul. ...

He was walking. Walking along the path that solitude created. Walking down that quiet hallway, his footsteps ringing. However, only...

So, lately I've been thinking of writing more about my travels, along the vein of 501 Places and those type of travel blogs. The grand ...

Oh the places you can go, the places you dream of. Possibilities abound! You have the choice-to go somewhere exotic or somewhere comfo...

This was once again co-written with a friend, again via text. Hope you enjoy it, in all of its zaniness. A butterfly's wings are not m...

Sometimes I start to panic about the promises I’ve made And I try to do the best I can To make up for my mistakes. Mistakes of the...

It was there. Sticking out like a sore thumb. An oasis of barrenness in a field of life. In a short distance, there was a contrast. ...