It’s one of those mornings. The house is quiet except for the sound of my fingers on the keyboard. Ralph is still fast asleep—he had a late-night meeting, poor guy….
When the Clouds Match My Mood: Musings on Envy, Gratitude, and Life’s Mysteries
It’s one of those mornings. The house is quiet except for the sound of my fingers on the keyboard. Ralph is still fast asleep—he had a late-night meeting, poor guy….
