CHAPTER 6: Six Degrees Separated When we no longer know which way to go, we have begun our real journey. -  Wendel Berry The elder woman...

Chapter 5: Sweet Nothings in Your Ear - A Loud Whisper. "We wanderers, ever seeking the lonelier way, begin no day where we have ended...

Chapter 4: The Ugly Light “Gray skies are just clouds passing over.” -Duke Ellington Vishta slowly pulled the knife out of the wooden...

Ocean Cries Freedom Running water never goes stale. This is the rule of nature. Once upon a swim, there was a fish who lived in a bowl...