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To Be Or Not To Be?

This is my first video post ever for this blog. I hope you enjoy the thoughts that I have on our vocation in this life. I usually have time to methodically plot out my thoughts via text, but I decided to take a chance and talk to myself on the computer. I had to break up the video into two parts due to it's length. The video is a total of about 21 minutes. If you can't listen to it all at once, that's okay. This is your one time that you will be able to pause me mid sentence and walk away if you want. Once again, I hope you enjoy the new scenery, because you have to stare at my face for this. mwuahahahaha. Here it is: To Be or Not To Be?

 
 


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