Sat here in my childhood bedroom. It has been maybe twenty years since I have spent the night in this room, but there is a distinct air of childhood memories in the air. The dinner is done, the whiskey is being poured and here I am writing a blog. This bedroom was the room that …
Month: December 2014
Sat here in Rome drinking rather expensive yet at the same time delicious coffee. This trip was more personal than business or pleasure. Five years ago I lost two friends within a week of each other in circumstances that were just hard to get over. One died in childbirth, the other took her own life …
The soul that gave a promise Sold out to become free Daunted by commitment Comfort in being free Recurring path he travelled Just a different face each time The broken dreams discarded An everlasting crime No guidance or commitment Just a trail of pure deceit The only victim of this game Are the ones who …