Chop Wood, Carry Water

Some article I read recently got me thinking about the rules that we grow up with, and how they can shape who we become. I don’t really remember having any rules growing up. Well, maybe I should re-phrase that. I don’t really remember having rules until I broke them, and then they were noticeable. Apparently there was a “no stealing

I went and saw Where the Wild Things Are on Friday night with some good friends. I loved it. I knew I was going to love it before I even saw it.I sensed it. What I didn’t expect, was how attached to it I became. I’m usually the type that needs to “relate” to something for it to really matter