Monday, May 14, 2012
The guitar player
'I bet he practices a lot'
'If I had some money I'd give it to him'
'The music is free. Go tell him you like it. That's free as well.'
The young man smiles at the guitar player and the guitar player smiles back.
at May 14, 2012
The fishing boat rises and falls on the turbulent blue-black sea. One moment I see it, riding high. The next it is barely visible...
What's it like to be someone else? To be young, thoughtful, blessed With possibilities, most probable, ready For all that life can o...
My thoughts are elsewhere, moving faster than I, with more grace and determination. The thoughts move in the past where a young man ling...