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

Thoughts. On. Thoughts.

May 22, 2020 by Tera McIntosh

My hands will grab you as you go,

By they will never pray

For you to love me harder

Because not even a new religion

Can make you believe

That what is real

You often cannot see.

-TeraMac