It was a frigid morning. The cold seemed to freeze my whole body into an unsettling state of stony silence. Yet, there was also a heart-throbbing desire — even need — to write. I needed to record my feelings lest...
Morning thoughts for trying times
It was a frigid morning. The cold seemed to freeze my whole body into an unsettling state of stony silence. Yet, there was also a heart-throbbing desire — even need — to write. I needed to record my feelings lest...