This site didn’t just happen, is was inspired.
A small seed falls into a crack in a rock, and waits. Over time it gathers water, finds a few crumbs of soil and anchors itself with roots. The sun watches overhead with every passing day.
The waiting seed devours every available ray of sun and drop of water, until it emerges from the crack. No longer just a seed, the tiny tree expands and reaches ever upwards until the rock can no longer contain it, and splits. The tree has triumphed and set itself free.
This site could no longer be contained. Its inspiration was too strong.
I also write about what think, feel, and dream.
And do.
And like.
I think it is good to write about these things.
But mostly, I write about The One.
Others might have thoughts, feelings and dreams too. But no one has my One.
