February 27-B, 2023

I’m glad I’ve been there (Three times, I think, maybe four), I’ll never be back, and that is fine. It is called “Squaring yourself up with the way things are.” I did not have me, or anyone like me, for a father, and even so, I’ve made it this far, and that is fine. IfContinue reading “February 27-B, 2023”