Life There’s a river of resistance, dried to cracks upon your lips Shawshank, September 24, 2021 Good morning! It’s currently -1c here. Crystal tells me not to worry, because it’s a dry cold. It’s ok, it’s supposed to warm up today, but I’m still wearing a nice thick sweater. It’s Friyay! Let’s get up and celebrate! But a responsible celebration, I have to work tomorrow. But… Continue Reading