Author: TDB

Enough. . . There’s this quiet voice that shows up sometimes. You know the one – it tells...

Holding On. . . I caught myself the other day replaying something someone said to me. Not a big...

Edges. . . As some of you may know I am also artist. My grandfather was an accomplished artist....

In Traffic. . . I was sitting in traffic the other morning… not moving, just inching forward one...

Noise. . . I noticed something recently after finishing a long stretch of my writing and work. In...