My trajectory has always been a little bipolar—I’m caught between the Elizabethans and the crazies.
“There are still so many beautiful things to be said in C major.”
— Sergei Prokofiev
Infused in the white bead is water from Mount Everest, the highest point on earth. In the black bead, mud from the Dead Sea, the lowest point on earth. Separating the two beads are clear beads, representative of the story we all have to tell. Life moves through cycles, find your balance.
"Sometimes you’re on top of the world, stay humble. Sometimes you’ve hit a low, stay hopeful.”
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