How to be good at life – a one point plan
In 1971 I sat in The Spingside Café with a friend drinking carafe-scorched coffee, listening to some old guys across the aisle talking: “No, it was the winter o...
In 1971 I sat in The Spingside Café with a friend drinking carafe-scorched coffee, listening to some old guys across the aisle talking: “No, it was the winter o...
Lac Ste Anne, Alberta December, 2016 Life is short, but how trite to say… What do you mean? I mean we say this but rarely think it through, which makes it hack...