In the middle school I went to students had two options: 1. Sing in the choir or 2. Play in the band. I choose band and my thoughts drifted me into dreams of being Kenny G. In that dream, I could play a continuous note on the sax because like, Kenny G, I mastered breathing

I’ve been quiet on this medium for a month but that doesn’t mean my head has been empty. It’s been full. I just spent the past days on a church high school retreat. Although, the description, “church high school retreat” doesn’t do what happened this weekend justice. There is something amazing about high school students.