The true heartbeat of America
There is nothing more ironic than a writer sitting in front of a blinking cursor with absolutely nothing to say. Or maybe not nothing to say, but too much. Too many thoughts trying to organize themselves into something meaningful. Too much pressure to make it timely, impactful, thoughtful, relevant. And believe it or not, that’s exactly what happened to me with this article. This one. Right here. For a very long time, I couldn’t write it. I kept thinking maybe it was because I wanted it to somehow connect to the Fourth of July weekend and the celebration of 250 years of ...