Random Thoughts with Will

    Rest in Peace, George Floyd. Rest in Peace, Ahmaud Arbery. Rest in Peace, Breonna Taylor.      I truly didn't know how to begin today's blog post, but that seemed like a start. What happened to George Floyd was horrific, inexcusable, and is rightly called murder. For the cop to have had a knee on George Floyd as he said "I can't breathe" is sickening, let alone that there were other cops idly watching him die. All over an alleged forged check? Absolutely appalling. I can't imagine what the Floyd family is going through right now. May justice be served.      There's a lot of hurt, pain, and grief going on in the world right now in the form of protests, riots and so much more. Curfews enacted, National Guard deployed, and a general sense of fear, tension, and uncertainty about what's next. Lots of questions right now and not many answers.     I realize that I never will understand. In all the years that I've gone on walks around neighborhoods, pa

         In the classic musical Annie , Annie sings the song "Tomorrow", expressing her optimism and love for tomorrow, a day that's always a day away. Looking forward to the sun coming out tomorrow helps get her through days that are gray and lonely. When we're going through rough days or looking ahead to an upcoming trip, it's easy to echo Annie's sentiments and express optimism for tomorrow. But what if we never see that "tomorrow" we're looking forward to?     On the surface, it admittedly comes off as bleak and ominous for me to ask that question. Still, it is worth asking that question. While tomorrow may come, the "tomorrow" that we're envisioning or looking forward to may not. In fact, that "tomorrow" may never come. And if that is the case, should that change how we live today?      During this pandemic and time of quarantine, one of the biggest takeaways that I've had is that tomorrow never is promised. When

        In  the classic Ace of Base song "The Sign", the speaker sings about how they saw a "sign" that opened up their eyes. After seeing this "sign" and moving on from a relationship, the speaker feels a newfound sense of freedom and happiness. Although the song never specifies what the "sign" was, it must have been a pretty good one for it open up their eyes and find freedom.           No matter where we go, we inevitably encounter signs - stop signs, street signs, retail signs, building signs, mile markers, and so on. These signs tell us where to go, where we are, what to do, and what's nearby. They also help to keep us (and others) safe. That being said, a lot of times in life the "signs" that we're looking for are less tangible than a stop sign, street sign, speed limit sign, or sign that the next exit has a Taco Bell, Chick-Fil-A, and Wendy's.            The signs that we're looking for are metaphorical signs. We

     Last week, millions of viewers like myself tuned in for the first major sporting event in a while: the NFL Draft. It was weird to see the commissioner announcing the draft picks from his basement instead of a podium, but it was nice to have some semblance of sports again. For many football fans, the NFL Draft is also a time of optimism and looking forward to the following season.Well, for most fans, that is.      As most of you may know, I'm a Green Bay Packers fan (if you want to know why I'm randomly a Packers & Wisconsin sports fan, read here ). Like most Packers fans, I was shocked when the made the surprise move to trade up in the draft to select Jordan Love, a quarterback from Utah State. While I had seen rumors that the Packers might select him, I kept hoping they would select a wide receiver, perhaps Baylor's Denzel Mims. The Packers were 1 win away from the Super Bowl this past season and seemed set at quarterback for a while with Aaron Rodgers. For many