Song of a Solitary

Always Remain in Range, Photo by BradensEye featuring a special friend’s home

Hark the aging, hearing sing. We’re all a bunch of loners weaving a piece of history. At the core, we’ve got ourselves solely with which to contend. An often unattended eyewitness merely waiting for the chance to chime in. Deep-dive interest in tapping into the centers of our souls isn’t everyone’s automatic swim level. Frequently we’ve got fathoms of expansion such curiosity can result in enterprising our enlightenment. Seeking one’s source of pure…