Reset in the evenings
On my way home, I pass a small park. It is seamed by all sorts of trees and with changing seasons, weather, and times of the day, no view is
On my way home, I pass a small park. It is seamed by all sorts of trees and with changing seasons, weather, and times of the day, no view is
And there I was – half-naked, in the middle of the bathroom. Out of the blue, I heard my inner voice that struck me like thunder: “When will you finally