“Ruffled feathers and endless squawking over a minor difficulty is typical of a crow’s life. I lean back on the counter and realize that could be my line….”
What? I’m so glad you asked, but you may want to brace yourself, because I’m trespassing into McGregor’s garden so to speak, and escape might not be possible. I mentioned, covertly, in my last blog (which you may have missed, no judgment) that I’m currently using cannabis products. I’m sure my Mom and Dad are […]
It’s two in the morning, I can’t sleep, and I’m tired of assuaging my progressively wayward thoughts with futile arguments. Stumbling out of bed, I grab my empty water glass off the nightstand, and head towards the kitchen, noting how my footsteps echo down the quiet hall. Scanning the floor for our undetectable black dog, […]
Living in the Gap 