I sat down at the desk in the junk room to write a blog post an hour ago. All I have done so far is listen to music on Spotify. Music from my distant past. While writing this, Wilson Phillips are singing "Hold On", and I'm remembering drawing a picture of them in the back of my college art sketchbook.
I was reminded by a wonderful friend this morning that back in 2007 I wrote a post on the blog titled "A Letter to my Future Self", with instructions to be opened ten years later. The letter asked a number of questions, so I thought it might be fun to finally reply.Hello Jonathan,Greetings from your… Continue reading Replying to the Past
I have found myself thinking about “the point of things” recently. I’m not sure what brought it on.My father in law died a couple of years ago. Throughout his life he collected things - books, jazz and folk music, stamps, even silly things like scout memorabilia. When he died the family shared out some of… Continue reading Searching for a Reason