Loosened from the mud, I find myself floating in a world of possibility.

So can you.


Icy Alley

Temperature today just went above zero, that is, just one degree above zero. Everything seems locked into the ice, everything is crunchy and the air stings my lungs as I breathe. On days like this, it's hard to imagine a thaw is anywhere in the future. I like the alleys in Minneapolis, they seem like rivers of concrete.