We moved home because we missed the terrain and feel of corn fields that surrounded white farm houses and red barns. We missed apple orchards, pumkin patches, four seasons, and the memory of getting bored with our family. Our spirits were dry and what we thought was success, felt like nefarious burning sun. [...]

Today I was reminded that listening for something may never help someone ever hear more, or potentially any better. The question of “if a tree falls in the woods and no one is there to hear it, does it make a noise?” must be understood in part about having someone there to begin with, [...]