A personal story through time and generations
it’s 11:38 pm on a Friday. I should be going to bed, but I know I’ll only be tossing and turning going over my thoughts over and over, again and again till I hear a cry above me it’s 7…
Day May 4, 2021
it’s 11:38 pm on a Friday. I should be going to bed, but I know I’ll only be tossing and turning going over my thoughts over and over, again and again till I hear a cry above me it’s 7…