The Weight of Waiting
There were many years that I sat completely idle, at home, in the shadows existing. Breathing air. Eating. Working. Repeat. I spent most of my 30s filled with anger, mostly … Continue readingThe Weight of Waiting
Musings to amuse myself
There were many years that I sat completely idle, at home, in the shadows existing. Breathing air. Eating. Working. Repeat. I spent most of my 30s filled with anger, mostly … Continue readingThe Weight of Waiting