Opening the Windows
I believe that life is strange. The crazy little moments that don’t make sense, or don’t fit in the scheme …
I believe that life is strange. The crazy little moments that don’t make sense, or don’t fit in the scheme …
I wrote this poem once about a single path and the crossroads it constantly presented. I think about this poem …
First let me say that this Memorial Weekend was so busy I am now sitting here typing this message and …
My three-year old daughter has told everyone she knows that she is going to the beach this weekend. Sort of …
So many things have changed in my life lately. It is why I haven’t been so prolific in my writings …