“Self-love, my liege, is not so vile a sin, as self-neglecting.” — Dauphin*
Shakespeare was right.
The Small Gestures That Define Us
The invisible, unheralded things we do speak to who we are.
The Safe, Secure Space of "I'm Too Old. I Give Up"
And the sweet, high, mountain peaks of “Not me. I’m flying.”
But Darling, What if You Fly?
A treatise on coming out of quarantine, and the promise of unpredictable spring skies