A particularly hard day.Sitting under the setting sun, she watches the birds fly home. She longs for day to be done. Night falls and she looks up. Beyond the…Jul 21, 2016Jul 21, 2016
MaybeMaybe we are right? Maybe there’s a heaven on the other side. Maybe it’s a big black hole. No reason or purpose No right right way to…Jul 21, 2016Jul 21, 2016
What If I’ll Never Be A Writer?And I’m always scared that I’ll never figure it out.Jun 20, 2016Jun 20, 2016
