about me.
Really, who cares? We're going to talk about you. And quite frankly, I’m a little talked out.
After practicing law in the midwest for over a decade, I moved to Phoenix in search of restoration. You know, like that mythical bird, burning down to nothing and then rising up from its own ashes, yada yada yada.
The desert, it turns out, is both church and crematorium. It's such a daunting little paradox, don't you think? She will burn you alive, and then ever so coolly save your soul.
I know, it's a little bit irreverent.