July 2017:
August 2017:
September 2017:
There is a moment in time — you will know it in passing. My ‘Person’ calls it “The Lovely”.
June 2018:
I forgive you.
July 2018:
One day you realize — this is not your fight. You look over the battlefield of whatever…
Except for the sound of the ocean — there is no noise. There are people around, but their voices are lost in wind. Only the…