I Have E.S.P.
That is until I pulled up to the next stop light. Beside me sat a man in his bright red two-seater convertible, top down, aviator shades perched on his nose, and his music just about two clicks to loud.
That is until I pulled up to the next stop light. Beside me sat a man in his bright red two-seater convertible, top down, aviator shades perched on his nose, and his music just about two clicks to loud.
Often Misunderstood
My Journey with You
An Open Mic & Poetry Show
Poetry and Prose
Cherish every moment
I speak my heart out.
♠️Rip It Up & Start Again♥️
Connecting philosophy to the world around us
Dichotomy | Contrast | Life
Award-winning Author
Scribbled pieces of life
