Someone Buy That Woman A Drink! (One Fish, Two Fish, cont.)
As I continue to read my July 1998 journal, I don’t know whether to laugh or cry … because I think I hit every emotion possible within a page and a half on… Continue reading
As I continue to read my July 1998 journal, I don’t know whether to laugh or cry … because I think I hit every emotion possible within a page and a half on… Continue reading
One of the things that prompted me to finally start writing (after years and years of Martha and I saying that we needed to write a book) was finding some pages of a… Continue reading