The echoes of hope
Written by: My friend, James Golding I rise today, Conscious and reflective of yesterday. I thought …that as we travel through the canyon of life, Each day we hear echoes. […]
Written by: My friend, James Golding I rise today, Conscious and reflective of yesterday. I thought …that as we travel through the canyon of life, Each day we hear echoes. […]
Yea, another dinner date on another weekend. I told you, this is the thing to do here. Dinner was at 6pm, I arrived promptly at 5:58 in the parking lot, casually walked towards the door, where it was held open by another guest coming to eat dinner at the same […]