If you have not told the story, the story has still been told in the lines of your face, the far off glances that answer a question, or the special way you glow that makes people wonder what it is that you’re withholding ~ unspoken treasure that would set a man free.
You know how you think your insightful? You figure that you have a pretty decent grasp of reality, as if your snapshot of the vista you survey is quite impressive? Until a situation narrows it to a peephole? Please say yes. This seems to keep happening to me this year. A lot. I’ve had joint… Continue reading a bitter pill, no good thing, and hands