I suppose there is always the wonder why I end up here. Week after week, year after year. The urge to return to a blank page and pour out some sort of semblance of thought in a manner of at least mild literary aesthetic. At this point, a habit I seem unable to go on…
Tag: self reflection
Sunday Morning Thoughts: 11.11.18
I am flawed. All are, in some sort of way. Can’t break the mold, as they say. But as my days past turn to years and those years start to pile, I have lost more and more of the fear of those flaws. For some of them can never change. And those that can change,…
The Veracious Facade 