I’m sure in their neighborhood it’s always been this way, but that just makes it that much worse. How would you feel if they did this to your little boy? How could you care about them any less?
The Puddle Mirror
I want to stay up late, drinking coffee while the moon stands high. Talking with friends or, strangers, why not both? Discussing philosophy, the stars, literature and art. Hearing and sharing thoughts of of our own. Not talking points framed by others or references to...
