A couple of years ago, when I lived in lovely Nolita, I would wake up early every morning and walk a few blocks to the gym. At the end of my block, there was a cute little Euro-style bistro and they had a tiny bench tucked under their window facing the side street. One day,…
Tag: singing
Go Ahead. Try and Suck.
To be great at anything, one must take the risk of sucking. Those are words to live by and I’ve not been living by those words. I did that thing I promised myself I wasn’t going to do if I started writing. I stopped writing. Sure, I’ve had a million ideas to share with whomever…
Musings & Notions 