I will be forever fascinated with anything remotely associated with John Williams. As a Child of the ’80s, he built the framework to so many of the best big-screen experiences of my younger years that I could not imagine the… Continue Reading →
Regret has a way of making the past feel like a mistake that could be corrected if we were just given one more chance. We replay moments in our heads, convinced that a different choice or a better version of… Continue Reading →
