It is odd to be able to say that I once met someone, whose name I never learned, and who I never saw again, but who I am affected by every day of my life. I am not even sure what the memory means any more, so I offer it, to see what I make [...]
Reviews and other ponderings
It is odd to be able to say that I once met someone, whose name I never learned, and who I never saw again, but who I am affected by every day of my life. I am not even sure what the memory means any more, so I offer it, to see what I make [...]