The death of Gypsy has really focused me on my true work. Only you can leave your story. Nobody else can tell it. Once you’ve gone, you’re gone.
Day: January 12, 2024
Far, far away…
Were you not loved as a child? Who withheld their tender touch from your newly born skin? Who scowled at your arrival? Were you not tossed into this abyss of madness we call mankind, naked, cold, and alone? Was I…