The literary ramblings of a destination guy traveling life's journey.
He approached me dressed in a patterned white t-shirt, a pair of shorts I’d never pay the money for and a pair of Nike tennis shoes that, unlike mine, probably have no holes worn in the lining where the heel … Continued
He begged for his life until he was dead, and America had a front row seat. We were all witnesses to murder, if we were willing to watch, of an American citizen by a member of the Minneapolis Police force. … Continued