seething

Laura was late for class. She was never late. In fact, until now, she was always the first one there. When she finally arrived she was wearing a thick, white hoodie over her raven long hair. She kept her eyes down, her usual, easy smile missing. I was concerned but couldn’t do much more than… Read More seething

*grumble grumble*

We interrupt these nomadic wanderings and pondering with inconvenient health issues. I started out with the best of intentions and lofty goals of daily writing. But then, in the middle of my well-laid plans, I get smacked with needing two surgeries within a month of each other. One on my back and one on my… Read More *grumble grumble*