As humans, we often walk passed other members of our civilization and do not even bat an eye. Nowadays, we do not ask “How are you?” We do not say, “Nice weather we’re having, huh?” Well this is the story

Oceans of time passed while he sat there. Unfolded like a dinner napkin, it sat on his lap. The truth. The whole awful truth of it. She witnessed it. Across his face, she knew he understood the consequences

Hello Steemians! My goodness, it's been a while! Since my last post I've (1) moved from Austin to California with my fiancee, (2) dropped out of my PhD program, and (3) started a business with a friend.