In “Acrobat,” a song that has long been the soundtrack of my life, Bono sings, “I’d break bread and wine if there was a church I could receive in.” Thanks to Brian over at New York Daily Photo, I may have found the place. This is not the church of my childhood . . .
I’m deep in the chrysalis here, people. Silent but growing. Stretching and changing and testing shaky wings. And the shell is starting to crack . . .