While having dinner after my son's soccer game, we started a game of S.O.S. I taught this to my son in this summer and the last time we played together he "whupped" me. This time I have the upper hand.
I'm a writer and student writing on the edge of finite and infinite. Join me as I struggle to find balance between the limitless possibilities of the "what if...?" and the finite world of life where time does not stretch on forever. Sometimes I make it work but mostly I get it all wrong which provides much useful writing material.