What could the Day offer…
Nothing that the day could offer, but life has to wait outside the door like a weary visitor. Each day forms the accordion and blow out the worthy sentiments with force. Discordant notes fill the air with a vengeance, but one cannot complain; while expected to sing along, reiterate, and glorify them, the rhythm is set at a different level. Pure perfumes are drowned in … Continue reading What could the Day offer…