“Trip to Bountiful” – part 10 — innerwoven

What I learned looking at Skye After a dodgy night playing at sleep, I woke up Jonesing for coffee. Something I’d not considered was the amount of light this far north at 3:00 am. Its insistence had done its work keeping me at the edges of REM. Hence, without the final plunge that gifts […]

via “Trip to Bountiful” – part 10 — innerwoven