It’s the 1880s and life as you know it is changing.
I wrote this in April 2020. I wrote this with so much hope that I had finally gotten to acceptance….
Dear Me. Happy Birthday.
I’m a millennial. That generation the straddles the pre and post-internet explosion. I like to believe we are that magical…
There is a fine line between sanity and insanity. The two are apparently distinct entities. At least that’s what they…
I still remember a time when the new year was a beacon of hope.
She is the smart reader-writer with the most radiant smile.
He who runs in every man perishes his life, just as the soul that runs in all souls perishes it’s…