The Generation That Doesn’t Forget

I really want to know what the basis of such brutal moral judgement is, and why we have somehow become addicted to digging out skeletons that have long decayed.

When You​ Can’t Remember Who You Used To Be . . .

It's funny how we all change, somehow. It's inevitable. Even when we never really mean to.

Due Date

So when your plans have twisted around themselves like a ball of rubber band, and all that's left in your hand is your NOW, ask yourself: "Will I go on living?