Every now and then, life smacks me upside the head with a resounding “knuckle-thump”. Like a junkie in need of a heroin fix, these moments give me the itch — to write. So, if you want to, feel free to hang around and read some of my thoughts. My voice can be raw, loud, quiet or contemplative, but it’s here. And please remember: all the original postings are mine, mine, mine. Except for when they’re yours.