A bird flies by, singing a song, as a person below…
Author: J.R. Kovacs
It’s not always the obvious mentors, the ones that mark the periods of your life, who make the biggest impact…
Time running out, the scoreboard ticking down, one goal left to go…
Listening is hard, not just the time spent, or the focus given…
The sun rises up, gliding across the dance floor sky, as the stars take their place on the side…
Hustle, hustle, toil and bustle, a lot of tasks…
It’s all too easy, to say it’s all too complicated, that the gears are too small…
There’s so much focus, on someone’s natural ability, and it always feels…
A dry desert field, burning in the summer sun…
A brief breeze passes, moving the tips of your hair…
