Casey Neilsen

Have you ever noticed a moment so small, yet it felt like it could hold everything?

"Time feels thicker here, or maybe thinner; I can't tell which. I hear the faint echo of footsteps I didn't take, words said in a half-remembered dream. My hands rest on the table, fingertips tracing invisible lines, and I feel the pull of a thousand small beginnings, all of them waiting quietly for someone to notice."

I've been sitting here working on things basically all day, drinking my coffee. A smoky scent hit me in a moment of hesitancy - It reminded me of my father. I was drinking the coffee out of an old mug of his that I have held tight for over 20 years. I know he's here with me, guiding me, giving me courage to share my writing.