Month: March 2007

Who am I? or Who is me?

My eyes were closed yesterday for a couple of hundred miles. The car was zooming along the interstate headed home. The sun was shining and…

We all have a hidden agenda. Whether we want to admit it or not we are trying to make our life in our own image.…

Thatcher Blue sat on the dark green leather couch, sipping hot tea. Today was to be a great day, he could feel it in his…