“ Our great adventure ran out of petrol and stopped on this farm. ”
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.
He walks through the house of his past, hoping he'll find the right door, hoping he'll find the key.
I’m alone with the ghost of the swamp, somewhere near the weeping willows.
