So, this day has arrived. A day to write and write some more. To share thoughts with the entire world. To share a breath and a moment that we won’t forget. All the more reason to wake up and think.
I remember the band Stranded from Miami. I’ll never forget the band Stranded.
An alligator eyed soaked in the dark sky that blurred to the black waters of back water south Florida brackish. The horizon was unclear and unclean and it belonged to us for one night back in February in 1996.