Yesterday I met a friendly rescue-Akita in an uncarpeted living room followed by a bounding Golden Labrador pup.
Monthly Archives: April 2024
From a narrow space; in and out of suffocation.
In my head I am thinking, as I try not to take the flags personally, not all the flag wavers are haters although all the haters wave the flags.
Day 178. Victor Frankl, Vishnu, and Shakespeare.
The fading essence of tomorrow.