It's the new year. And I've a lot of things on my mind.
On new year's day it rained. Yet this morning, on this unusually warm winter's day, the sky is gloriously clear and blue. And I must admit, lately, I'm constantly having hunger pangs. Craving, not for food or for anything material, but for something immaterial. A spiritual hunger. I feel like I'm standing at a precipice. Do I jump or do I gape down for all time. I don't believe I should commit myself to inaction. The blue sky is calling me to soar high. It's time that I unwrap my wings and fly...
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