Notes from an April Evening
Star-kissed midnight skies. Blousy sakura blooms, glinting by moonlight. Lipstick marks on coffee cup edges. Matchstick houses. Chapter twenty six….
Star-kissed midnight skies. Blousy sakura blooms, glinting by moonlight. Lipstick marks on coffee cup edges. Matchstick houses. Chapter twenty six….
It’s been a day of hours, hours drifting from task to task, ticking things off slowly but surely and all…
Unrelenting traffic noises, easily disguised with a Netflix marathon. Coffee mornings at Common Ground. Managing to grab a table for…
This week has felt ‘blue’ so far. Unmistakably so. I’m rarely one to buy into that whole Blue Monday shebang,…