Let There Be Light

Evil Auntie Musette started this, and I´m continuing it. This is not about weight, size, or how many times I haven´t been to the gym in the past couple of years. Light is a metaphor for a sense of being.… Continue Reading

Only the Nose Knows For Sure

Why is it that the best laid plans always get shot to hell? I know; I’ve asked that question before. I was looking for something easy to review for today, and my nose took me on quite an unexpected sniffing… Continue Reading