The Sun in My Eyes

I was walking to class one morning at the dreadful time of 8 a.m. It was a beautiful day if not a touch cold as fall in Wyoming usually is.



“God, I’m so nervous. Why am I so nervous? I don’t get nervous.”

That Feeling

It’s not easy to capture the feeling I’m writing about with words. Most people have felt it and for those who haven’t, find your passion and you will. It’s that tingle of excitement that wells up inside you and makes you feel like a champion.

The Dancer

Though I’ve tried many of times to capture the way she feels when she dances, my words are never sufficient. I can paint pictures with words but never have I ever been able to paint her dancing. Click the title “The Dancer” to read the whole story.