A Clash of Dreams
There will be no drumroll preceding an announcement of what I’ll be doing this summer. No dramatic sigh of contentment. No champagne showers at having persevered with patience through the final at-bat. You’ll see nothing of the sort here, since I still don’t have word of my future. Seeing as I’ve heard nothing, I’ve decided maybe it’s a sign I should just pour out the potential for people to read….