Occasional Writer | Full-time Misfit
Vignettes of the Passage of Time.
Jack of all hobbies, master of none.
Is this the year I un-retire from writing?
I was an absolute idiot first time I read these.
Proof that a bromance can kill you a real death.
Yet another year, yet another list to abandon.
My year in books.
Henry is truly the man of (day) dreams.
The only clown in this circus was me.
