As promised, this is my own story in 5 minutes.😁 Not long ago I discovered my late brother was writing his story. I think he began when he discovered he was becoming ill more often; he really hadn’t gone far – he stopped whilst writing about me. I think he said something about me being …
A time comes in our lives when we map out what our lives have to read, and a time comes when our lives truly becomes read. When that moment arises, what would be read about you? I’D WRITE. Moments and Memories upwelling,A time for sober reflection; on our past – its mistakes, weaknesses and strengths.A …
Time does not wait when the clock is brokenQuiet is the sound of the hanging clock but soon a month slips awayWe can never say when the new beard arrived TimeThe gallant traveller going nowhereThe wealth of the newborn,The ambitious passerby never stopping for a greet TimeWho owns you?Debt in our pockets.And we pay gradually,In …
Did you even notice I was offline yesterday?Yeah, I thought so too. . . who cares as such; I was still gonna subscribe and we’ll do the usual thing online, right? That not-so-brief moment off subjected me to a lot of torturous thoughts:What do you care about me?Ain’t I just an online friend?Would you call …