Changing My Morning View
I awoke with a start this morning, thinking I had overslept. There was no alarm bleep, bleep, bleeping. No time … Continue reading Changing My Morning View
I awoke with a start this morning, thinking I had overslept. There was no alarm bleep, bleep, bleeping. No time … Continue reading Changing My Morning View
She was growing more and more tired. It seemed as if she was trapped in an endless cycle of work, … Continue reading Starting Over (a little piece of fiction)