Some of you probably saw this on Facebook, but I stumbled upon it again this morning. Even if this wasn't my loved, lost brother this shot would still grab me by the heart; it captures just what it's like to think, believe, envision the things that could be, that you could create, if you just reached out with all that you have.
Who knows what he was doing; probably expounding upon something, could be anything, you'd never come up with it in a million years.
And he'd come up with something every damn day.
Was the world spinning fast enough to hold him?
