A journey with occasional re-calculating. The story of a professor with more heart than a month full of valentines days. An old soul who plays pick-up sticks with pencils. Come see who I am, where I am going, and guide me where to visit next.

Suitcase heart traveler going places and spaces to believe in love and hope again

I got a fast car.

June 14, 2017 by Tera McIntosh

I don't know how to make my heart beat slower.

It's as if it's always trying to catch up with my mind.

My heart is a race a car.

A falling raindrop.

A hawk at sunrise.

Fast and gone.

It doesn't know how to love softly. It is fierce. A lightning bolt. A car crash.

It only knows how to love you with everything it is.