L- Loss of freedom
O- Operations no long normal
A Poem
Every morning I wake up and ask myself — who am I? And I always only get one answer.. “you are…
A poem
I cleared my desk, said bye to my workmates and left for the day as usual around 730pm. I was contemplating…
Let’s talk about me.
Yes, sometimes I’m a bit egocentric — or way too many times — I seem to write…