old stories are like old friends (…) you have to visit them from time to time.
The moon rested right above the mountains, a place I call home.
It’s also a lot easier to do it at home. We can hear and execute. On the road it’s pretty tough.
So if someone is thinking about me, then that’s the place I go ?
unfettered leewardings,” here at the end of the world.
Be he a king or a peasant, he is happiest who finds peace at home.
It was terrible. All 25 of us were thinking about that loss on the way home. And it was not fun.
I would like to home wear sheets towels people always want to buy the furniture in my store.
I was not merely cleaning an oven; I was improving the world.