Alright, it has been some time since I've written a tip and figure I stop being lazy and get back on track so, here I am. Wednesday, 6:10am as I write this post for Friday, 6am. Alright, now that's out of the way, I want to talk about something called "Facing the Beast" at least, … Continue reading Facing the Beast
As the dirt is gently moved by the wind And the rain enriches the soil that connects To the roots, the spirits of the ancestors that Walked the paths before us guide our way The tree of life that has weathered the storm
Jim looks in Lucy’s eyes then turns and looks into Kayla’s and knows the game is up. Ron tries his damndest to mind his business but he’s just as interested as they are, as everyone else in the bar is.