A Little Spark of Wonder, Right From the Start You know, there are some memories that just stick with you, aren't there? Like that one frosty morning, years and years ago, when I was walking through a quiet, cobbled street just as the sun was beginning to peek over the rooftops. The air was crisp, and a tiny, shy little star, still clinging to the inky black of the pre-dawn sky, twinkled with such a resolute spirit, almost as if it was winking at me, saying, “Go on, make something brilliant today.” It was gone within a blink, swallowed by the rising sun, but that fleeting moment, that single, ...
