There is a stillness before the day begins—and in it, we almost remember who we really are.

The deepest thoughts spill into the darkest hours.

You have been my friend. That in itself is a tremendous thing.

A hiss and crackle spilled from the speakers after the needle but before the first sonic burst.

She Was On His Mind Like A Song On The Radio

Take care of yourself, time only goes one way.

A publishing empire one line at a time

I didn't listen to Tom Petty and came around here.

Firesides are for lovers and friends.

Listen or suffer the consequence.