coming holiday

I have a memory ahead. I will have to make a choice, will it be difficult. I could let the memory haunt me all weekend, or I could just keep myself busy. I woke up this morning thinking about it, went to bed last night weeping about it. The funny thing is you haven’t anyContinue reading “coming holiday”


Speak To Me Please

I like to write letters, let my words take me places I’d rather visit with some hope of explanation. I do wish to take off with my thoughts allowing them to translate their meaning on a parchment of sorts. I remember the first time I began to write to a love in my teens. IContinue reading “Speak To Me Please”