When I write about a 15-year old I jump I return to the days when I was that age. It's like a time machine. I can remember everything. I can feel the wind. I can smell the air. Very actually. Very vividly.
That they may have a little peace even the best dogs are compelled to snarl occasionally.
An idea isn't worth much until a man is found who has the energy and ability...
Concentrate on your job and you will forget your other troubles.
An invitation to a wedding invokes more trouble than a summons to a police...
“I'm selfish, impatient and a little insecure. I make mistakes, I am...
A grownup is a child with layers on....
A grownup is a child with layers on.
If way to the better there be, it exacts a full look at the worst.
