last night i was riding a gs1200 along this wooded road. there had been a windstorm and there were trees in the roads and clean up crews, so i took it off road with some other rider who happened to be in the same place. i was racing up and down this rolling hills playing chase and laughing uncontrollably.
we got back onto a remote... Read More
a shack with a raked and swept dirt driveway. tweeker organized junk and footpaths throughout the house. soot and cobwebs thick on every surface. dismembered dolls and spagetti on the backporch.
possible meth lab in detached garage.
a house with a rotten flight of stairs to a second story entrance. an obese man in sweats and food stained shirt... Read More
Me? I'm singing. Learning to play the piano. Dreaming. You know, the stuff the world is made of.