So windy that the icicles are slanted!
Category: personal
Dream Report
Sometimes I have weird dreams. And sometimes, I have *really* weird dreams.
I miss her most on days like this
I miss her most on days like this: A Poem by Keith M. Survell
A Cold Iron Hand
A Cold Iron Hand – A Poem by Keith M. Survell.
Happy New Year!
Happy New Year everyone! Best wishes to everyone for a happy & prosperous (emphasis on the prosperous) 2004.