My hair is now the shortest it has been in a very long time. It hasn’t been this short since Mike gave me my special cut for grad photos. All the scars on my skull are visible, including the one from those very first stitches earned by 4 year old Kaan. It feels like that was fifteen years ago…

For now, I will be enamoured with those who set the bar high enough to keep me reaching.

This duder was living near langdale falls where Sara and I were practicing our break dance moves.