Night gathers, and now my watch begins. It shall not end until my death. I shall take no wife, hold no lands, father no children. I shall wear no crowns and win no glory. 72 more words
Tags » The Night's Watch
Sunday, 15 March 2015
Cooking, feeding, bathing, cleaning up, entertaining, changing, brushing their teeth, begging them to go to sleep for an hour all by myself, even though every joint in my body is aching with some kind of flu-like sickness. 30 more words
This winter has forced me to confront a disturbing reality that has caused my delicate psyche a crushing blow: Winter in Boston Sucks!
Boston Strong has taken a beating from the unrelenting perseverance of Mother Nature, who is engaged in a vulgar display of vanity: the chance to establish a personal record for snowfall. 564 more words
He said to people: you’re free. And they said, hooray, and then he showed them what freedom costs and they called him a tyrant and, as soon as he’d been betrayed, they milled around a bit like barn-bred chickens who’ve seen the big world outside for the first time, and then they went back into the warm and shut the door— 1,744 more words