Internal Control in a Peanut Cone

The tiny crunch that reminded me how love and discipline can live in the same moment. Technology may be advancing at the speed of light, but some temptations never grow old. For me, one of those is the humble paper cone of peanuts roasted in hot sand by a roadside vendor. The crunch of those … Continue reading Internal Control in a Peanut Cone

One Last Slap

A moment of discipline, a lifetime of love, and a farewell too soon. I have lived a long life, stumbled through mistakes, taken wrong turns, and ignored wisdom when I shouldn’t have. And yet, if you ask me what I truly long for, it’s not another chance to rewrite those mistakes. It’s something simpler, something … Continue reading One Last Slap