Week 169 I was afraid to go home. It feels safer to keep driving. I drive to embrace the night. Advertisements
From this page. My time machine is broken. It allows me to remember my failures. It won’t let me move on.
156 We floated on our backs. We counted all the stars. Happiness, on this night, was ours.
Week 149 Boris Smokrovik. via Unsplash I see you looking fine in your flashy yellow suit. Let’s you and me fly down to the club and groove to some of…
3 Line Tales Lalo via Unsplash We were born free You are free too Join us in living
Week 144 Andre Benz via Unsplash Was this the road to the promised land? Believing it was, we began our journey. What will happen if we’re wrong?
The dog was ready for a game of fetch. He watched his human fixedly as she raised the ball overhead. Then time stopped.
Griselda crawled out of the ocean. She took her first hungry breath. It was time to claim her birthright.
Week 139 Sandy thought Darryl was boyfriend material. She was pleased when he invited her up for coffee after their first date. The dream ended when she saw what he…
The light crept in quietly. For a moment, it considered climbing the stairs to check on the children. Does that seem presumptuous? Week 137