My journal of big words and pretty pictures
It seems that the older I get, the more early memories of my life simply disappear. I'll get a glimpse of an image, but for the most part, there are whole chunks of my childhood that I cannot remember. What I do recall doesn't follow any kind of pattern. There's no telling what will flashback, … Continue reading Origami cranes
She was a waitress at one of the city’s most popular eateries. A few times a week he would dine there, asking to sit in her section. They’d pretend they weren’t a couple. He’d flirt, she’d flirt back. She would see that he got extra big helpings of food, he would leave her outlandish tips. … Continue reading Lucky crane
Thin spiral notebook 