Dear Void, The feeling of new is in the air. Not certainty. Not abundance. Not even happiness exactly. Hope. A whiff of it. And relief.…
Thoughts from the edge of ordinary
Dear Void, The feeling of new is in the air. Not certainty. Not abundance. Not even happiness exactly. Hope. A whiff of it. And relief.…
In the vast time of human existence, we each represent threads woven into the fabric of time. As we go through life we are faced…