“ He walks through the house of his past, hoping he'll find the right door, hoping he'll find the key. ”
My father said to remember your enemies as well as your friends, and don't trust either of them.
~ Steven Herrick
I'm not sure if my dream is a dream, or a nightmare.
Our great adventure ran out of petrol and stopped on this farm.
I’m alone with the ghost of the swamp, somewhere near the weeping willows.