This morning I found myself praying an unusually specific prayer. As I’ve been writing, almost religiously, about my life and my story, and how it seems aimless somedays, and direct others, there’s this one underlying constant that binds it all together: Hope. I admit the last few weeks I’ve had a hard time finding any hope in such bleak circumstances, but I know its there…somewhere. Hope is what some may call an illusion that our mind manifests to get us through situations in life that are beyond our control, or potentially too much for us to mentally and/or emotionally handle. I’d like to believe that hope … Continue reading The Red Lizard