A wellness-humorist. Yeah, that's a thing. All thoughts, words, pictures, and diseases are my own.
Sometimes, in sports, greatness presents itself. Sometimes. It is rare. … I walked into the Okinawa Sheraton lobby-gameroom. I was better than everyone. I hadn’t played yet, but I knew it. They knew it too… … The scene is initially murky. There is a haze that forms; tangible. It is ominous and foreboding. It is
I don’t want to get into the habit of making disclaimers or opening remarks. It’s kind of like having to explain a joke after you tell it… Or the exact opposite, because this is happening on the front end. Whatever. Read my previous post (basics of meditation) if you want any background or are curious
