To begin a blog.


Well, I must admit, I have no intentions of this blog becoming a popular read.  Nor do I expect this collection of potentially vulnerable writings to spark sudden interest in my musical pursuits with Lucrezio.  In many ways, I am being selfish, for I have missed writing and do not have the discipline to journal on a consistent basis, although there is something about writing that, for me, seems to “satisfy the soul.”  So my honest hope being if I write with an audience in mind, I might be encouraged to write more often.  It seemed to work for a time.  My brother just recently underwent two major brain surgeries to remove two massive tumors found sitting atop his brain, and so I committed to send he and my parents whatever words of encouragement I could muster up for about six weeks.  My heart was overwhelmed with the impact of simple words.  Although my family lives in New York, and I here in Illinois, we remained connected in a uniquely intimate way.


So I am left to ponder the influence of what is written, not only allowing myself to have an outlet to write and express, but to hopefully stir up a place where another voice in the millions can speak with authenticity into your own.


May this dreamer’s thoughts begin.