Eulogies are not to be written for these discarded thoughts...
On private days, it folds into your cake batter silently.
These are numbers that don't make it to the telephone index book or later to contact lists in the mobile phone.
writing is rooted in the sucker that I am for nostalgia of the past and future. I know that the 'future' part defies the definition of what nostalgia is, but oh, well 🙂
We learnt that even the mightiest lion can be fearful; that it's okay to be courageous only when one has to be; when it is the only choice.