I am thankful for my time with Delilah. She snapped me back to a mode of thinking that I had neglected for years. So much time was wrapped up in bills, reflecting on the past, staring into the future, and … Continue reading
Picture this: A lone man on the beach. Murse slung over the shoulders, camera in hand, barefoot, shorts & and t-shirt, and wearing a helmet. Add to that the fact that he has locked his bicycle, but left his cell … Continue reading
I wonder if she is right. Am I going through a transition? Or am I just getting a jump start on my mid-life crisis. It’s hard to tell. For many years, I have experienced the same nagging feeling most people … Continue reading
What a couple of weeks this has been. If you are frequent visitor, then you have read about Delilah. My encounter with her was only a week ago this past Friday. This Saturday, I indulged in a proper massage from … Continue reading
