I alternate between reluctantly optimistic and starkly cynical. I want to sit down, rest for awhile, own a spot. I like to be paid in kind. I am no one’s crying shoulder. Anymore. Or so I say (Every time.) Everyone … Continue reading
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Like a boat whose only purpose it to tide her occupants across from one shore to another. They reach their destination. She floats behind. Current Music: Air-Klazz Brothers and Cuba Percussi
Beware of people with a baggage of debt.