Faded glory

Faded glory Everything about this image speaks to my soul in ways that I cannot fully explain. Some of you will be looking at the picture and will be feeling the spiders webs draping across your forehead. The smell will be musty and old, your hay fever will will twitching as your... Read more »
September 22, 2016

Purveyors of misery.

Purveyors of misery. Conversations that I have at 6:30 am are usually essential or random. Mine today was the latter. There are people in my workplace who are topic specific; what I mean by this is that we only ever talk around certain subjects (never work related I may add). Today I was... Read more »
November 17, 2015