Week 160 We have to stand for something. The alternative is unfathomable. Death will take us one day, no matter what we do. Advertisements
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 that jazz they play down there. We’ll get drunk on a big-ass flower and get down to business.
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 light crept in quietly. For a moment, it considered climbing the stairs to check on the children. Does that seem presumptuous? Week 137