Cruising through another post-pandemic day. I stopped counting. Another 24 marked with measured caution. Resembles life on another planet. Or inhabiting an ever-evolving cosmos.
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Cruising through another post-pandemic day. I stopped counting. Another 24 marked with measured caution. Resembles life on another planet. Or inhabiting an ever-evolving cosmos.
My gaze got caught in the reflection of the glass door beside me. As I stared, so did she. She loves walking through autumn leaves like I do. She loves...
Men will have a better view of your angles if you sit like a statue. If you do happen to be one of the cursed women that does have their...
The small green bottle circled around, clanging against the prop-up breakfast-in-bed type table, which he’d set up next to his relatively inert and positively relaxed body. He was not exactly...
Some artists have a strong social voice that speaks out about the times. It clearly needs to be heard. More than a century before the Me Too Movement took hold,...
