Why I Write

Life is full of a vast array of different things, each vying for my attention.

My slippers know what I really need — warm comfort …

And while my slippers do indeed know what I really need, sometimes I need to step out of the comfort my slippers offer to me, and walk a different path, shod quite differently.

Being comfortable will mean never trying something risky, or possibly dangerous, it will mean more of the same…