Feb 09, 2022
The voices in my head keep telling my imaginary friends that we are not crazy!ðĪĢðð ðĪŠððĨģ
Oct 01, 2021
Bag over my shoulder, I walk in the soft glow of the full moon cool is the night, crickets and frogs singing How many miles I've walked, I can not tellbut always one more mile to goone foot in front of the otherrelentlessly ever seeking what lays ahead memories fading of where I've beenone more hill to climbone more valley to crossone more sunrise one more sunset one more friendone more loveone more dangerone more evilone more adventure the wild and crazy, also the sane and... more