I hate apathy.

Especially this early in the summer.

I have a lot to learn and I'm excited about it.

I worked a good bit on my writings/book this weekend as I traveled.

Airports and random park benches are by far the two best places to write.

I shared my ideas with this guy who sat next to me on the plane to Atlanta from Pittsburgh and he really encouraged me a lot. It's funny, because I just needed to hear that what I was doing seemed worth it. 

Writing is exhausting.

I cannot emphasize that enough.

It's so tiring.

I wrote about three women, all sitting near/next to me on the plane to Pittsburgh from ATL then about the business man on my left and the grandmother on my right on the way home, along with the college guy who really inspired me. Funny, these people have no idea what kind of affect they have.

I basically ask two things: (so if you're reading this, reply! And the reason they are broad questions is because it sparks conversation)

1. What are some of the best circumstances/situations/scenes in your life? (What delights you? What's one of the best pictures you've captured? Books you've read? What fills your heart with joy?)

2. What's the hardest, saddest, or most trying time? (What did this teach you? How did you find hope and healing? Or did you? Do you still carry this? What does carrying this look like?)

Their answers change my life.

Every

single 

one

of

them.