Weer stuur ek ‘n uitsending van ‘n weenerige komposisie van liedjies.
Ken jy die oorspronklike 500 miles liedjie? Daardie liedjie wat op elke revue al gespeel was met ‘n taxi bestuurder as hoofkarakter? 35 more words
I started growing a beard earlier this year, around Memorial Day Weekend. It had been nearly two months since Kim decided to end our relationship at the time, and I was still mired in a rather severe depression (as compared to the moderate-to-medium depression I’ve worked down to now), and I was spending that weekend in a small town in Western Iowa with relatives, just to get out and away from all of the memories that were haunting me, if but for a few days respite. 311 more words