Sweeter Than Sugar
You know, I find it quite remarkable today, at the age of 33, reflecting the long gone days of my tender adolescence. Time’s winged chariot takes me on fleeting… More
August Picnic
It was a cloudy overcast morning and from my window I could see a clump of boats riding gently at their moorings. Below my window surrounded by angles of… More
How the Catcher in the Rye Ruined My Life
When I checked out The Catcher in the Rye at the library I was looking foreward to stirring up the thick sediment of adolescence. Though I recalled the details of… More