I haven’t written a whole lot recently. But I am not about to let my new year’s resolution die without a fight.
Today, I knew I wanted to write 474 more words
The Saxophone. I think I would like to play the saxophone.
Have you ever listened to John Coltrane on a quiet Saturday night? The winds blowing gently outside, you are immersed in a warm drowsiness partly because of the wine but also because it’s late. 255 more words