Your Reflection Never Lies

He cursed the traffic as he stepped on the gas and swerved left into the gas station. Another hectic morning awaited him at the plant, and he was already running late due to the baby having been up most of the night. His wife had nudged him awake every time the baby cried with no… Read More Your Reflection Never Lies

A Letter To The First Commenter On My Blog

Dear Diane, I imagine it was just a regular day for you as you held your coffee mug and surfed the internet for a quick morning read. Maybe you were running late and after reading some of the blogs you normally follow, you had a few minutes to spare before you absolutely had to be… Read More A Letter To The First Commenter On My Blog