Movement is for the Living

I could wake up tomorrow, walk into my front yard and be attacked by a rabid bobcat.

One Day in Fiumicino

I spent my last night in Italy eating a DiGiorno pizza at a small table in a rustic cottage.

There’s no telling how these things will play out, what his life will hold for him, because right now he’s just an idea, a bump in Caitlin’s stomach.