Pining Away
It's an evening so cold I can see my breath, and I'm wandering my city walking my dog. I'm in search for life and joy, in this year of forced isolation. I find pretty much what I'd expected, people at home watching TV alone. Check, check
It's an evening so cold I can see my breath, and I'm wandering my city walking my dog. I'm in search for life and joy, in this year of forced isolation. I find pretty much what I'd expected, people at home watching TV alone. Check, check
I sat on my balcony the evening of my 43rd birthday, sipping a glass of wine and waiting for my friend to arrive after work. We were planning to go out for dinner with his friends, and that was to be gift. There comes a point in life when