The shackles are off. Yet a residue of hesitancy remains. February, infused w/ a strong dose of fear, finds itself seated at our table.
Around the sun we go. Don’t be fooled by the snow on the ground. Nothing that is here now will remain.
Let’s not go back to normal. But let’s sure as fuck not stay here.
Love vs. Fear – Which one are you spending more time with?
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Classes are back. They never left, really.
I’m back. But I’ve been here for years. 👊😎
Who wants to know what it feels like to be alive in 2022? Who wants to create something way better than this?!
❤️