Ballad for the Man of Galilee

There is no rest for the wicked But what does that say for me? I’m half way in between hell and back And nothing’s coming to me for free. I could walk one thousand miles for the good of man, or I can turn and walk away, I’ve got one life left in my pocket,Continue reading “Ballad for the Man of Galilee”

My INFJ Life: Memories and Change

Well, today I packed up the first two boxes of household goods in my preparation to move to a new location in the next few months. In the process, my mind took a deep dive, contemplating my life and considering the drastic changes I am setting in motion – which in turn, brought forth memoriesContinue reading “My INFJ Life: Memories and Change”