We couldn’t decide, maybe we were both a bit of both.
My next move is to the cemetery. I swear to God, I will never do this again. Aside from the death of a loved one, I cannot imagine…
Because so many of you asked.
On aging, time, and fitting it all in.
He took her hand, gently held it in his and said, “Didn’t we graduate from different colleges together?”
My Mother’s Diamonds, My Father’s Gold
Remaining relevant in a fast moving world
Conquering the mountains with drugs and my pillow