Hope is like a road in the country; there was never a road, but when many people walk on it, the road comes into existence.
I wanted a story that couldn’t be told…
only the fishing part of fishing.
I didn’t see the brave girl so near me.
I couldn’t hear you singing softly to me.
Lawyers write some goofy terms in letters to the future, so as not to get all screwed by methods hereinafter devised;
So will I.
... I’ll keep on reminding me: I’m always free to walk.
Excuse me, are you lost? Perhaps you would care to visit the site map