Awakening on the I-95

In the rush of suburban, capitalist, 30-something, parenthood its easy to forget. Maybe that’s partly why we clutter up our lives so much. But every once in a while, it hits you upside the head. Today it did. It’s hot today, but the air is clean, it’s a slow and summertime day. It’s Sunday butContinue reading “Awakening on the I-95”