Ideas and thoughts about things that never seem to happen and some that freakishly did. Art, photography, cities, personal issues, a dog named Henson, and about still trying to grow into dreams while outrunning fear.

Weekly is the goal, but I dare not promise it. (And sometimes it might even be twice or thrice a week, but probably mostly just one. Sometimes even less!) To be honest, it's probably more likely to be once every month or so. It is very irregular. In fact, it used be called Some Irregular Moments Last Forever, but now it’s just Rust Dreams.