a fleeting ripple

Sometimes in the mornings, right before the mass exodus from home to work, there is this single bird that sings outside. I have never...

Bright sunlight pours through from the open window. It’s cold outside, a clear day. The kettle boils while the oven heats up for some...

If you haven’t had a free day in a while, you will find that it passes too quickly. When you don’t need to get out of the bed, you simply...