The gentleman that sold me my bedtime six pack remembered me. After years. And after without a thought between the either of us regarding the other. It’s been a while, he said. You moved? I told him I did. Funny thing, the timing of questions.
Tag: movement
Sunday Morning Thoughts: 2.3.19
I was asked regarding the whereabouts of last week’s thoughts. By someone that I sometimes forget still reads. Most folks don’t say much about these. Most observe in silence.
The Veracious Facade 