20 years today… My dad always had the sickest sense of humor (which he definitely got from his mom,… Eulogy, family, memories
When the toys go winding down… I spent my childhood in a never-ending cycle of escapism from the world around me. In… abuse, memories, nostalgia, playtime, toys
Valentines I was driving along earlier, mp3 player on shuffle. “Summertime Rolls” started playing, and my mind… Introspection, memories, thoughts
