I live adjacent to luck. I see it bless others and nod its head at me.
A long time ago that would bother me.
But I’ve grown used to its distance. I’
"The mockingbird above them had never seen either Ulysses or his boys, but somehow knew and welcomed them."
If I have to give a dime for paper, why only write my two cents?
I had quite a long day, meaning it moved rather slow.
It had its moments, but nothing worth needing to know.
But my mind moves to a specific event, and my thoughts fill