The Virtuous life..

The Virtuous life..

When I first started running, I would measure my progress in driveways.  The first day, I made it two driveways from my own. Then three, then five. Then a full city block.  Then two. Eventually, miles and miles were easier…

where I belong…

where I belong…

My grandfather was a guy who some described as a deep well– a truth and wisdom seeker who found the deeper meanings in life. Others might have described him as bat shit crazy.. it all depends on your perspective I…