To My Dragon Lord…
To the mystery phone caller all those years ago: if it really was you, I’m sorry for not realizing it. A lot of things preoccupied my thoughts at that time. I wish you had said more than just, “Nahrin? Do you remember me?” Just know I have never forgotten you and you should have just told me who you were. Perhaps one day you will have the courage to try again… (but call me from a different number because I blocked you thinking you were a spam caller.) If you ever feel doubt at all the time that has passed, get over it and just call me again… or you know where to be Memorial Day weekend. And so goes the following original post: “Have you ever stared at a beautiful painting or gazed at a magnificent statue and wondered, "what would it be like to live in that moment." To rise with the heroes of myth or to love as Héloïse and Abelard from the times now dust, even for but a day in a lifetime. As an artist, I feel a deeper understanding for life and the human spirit. During my st...