A Thousand Words
So. Closed up shop today. Turned in my key. The old place is barren, empty, strewn with bits of paper …
So. Closed up shop today. Turned in my key. The old place is barren, empty, strewn with bits of paper …
After 25 years, the Exit light came on. I’m not speaking metaphorically here. I mean, quite literally, that after 25 …
Time, time, time; what has become of thee? In case you hadn’t figured it out, in the final part of …
I’ve been trying to figure out how to follow my last post; to say the least, it got significantly more …