I can certainly relate to this! If overthinking is an art then I'm Pablo Picasso. Not only do I overthink, but every thought is messy and disjointed and mutated and. . .ugly! Where's the off switch for my brain? People like me who suffer from anxiety and depression often find themselves overthinking--creating problems where none... Continue Reading →


There's something incredibly peaceful about sitting on the front porch watching and listening to an early morning spring storm roll in. It reminds one of his place in the grand scheme. It's poetic, really.

  On my walk through Rose Rudman Park in Tyler, Texas. The afternoon sun was casting a particularly beautiful shadow. It was a very comfortable January day and there were a lot of people enjoying the weather. 

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