“Do you think she hates me?”
“With a passion.”
“Do you think it’s the hat?”
“No”
“A lot of people hate this hat. It angers them, just the sight of it. Well, I’ll tell you a story about that on the way to school”
(My tribute to John Candy as ‘Uncle Buck’. Every kid should have an uncle like that!)
Chasing the wind, as it swirls and moans. As ominous dark clouds stream across the sky. Hiding a…
Stepping into the wild I wander In search of thoughts to ponder ∞ Lost within my mind Dark…
A fallen hero, a flawed human being or both? We love to watch (worship?) those we admire but…
Like the winds that blow unceasingly. Down the corridors of our fragile minds. Never to return. It is…
To begin this chapter I share a dream I had some years previous that had I never shared…
