July 18th, 2013

My dad called three times in the morning. I did not sleep very well. I ended up waking up at 6:30 and talking a walk with my wife, Inji, and my son Samuel.
Poem of the week

Zac's Garden

A red house on the hill

Montreal 1992

A club on the main drag is called the fu fu eclectic down the road from the where the bikers gather and the hotels which rent rooms by the hour.

Musings of Greg, part two.

Greg returns to the keyboard to continue his story, having dealt with the knock at the door.

Refreshing my soul

Why I so often get scared of the silence. Why I just have to learn to love the silence.
Cherry

Shameless

'Shameless'

The Odd Thinggs Life Can Bring (A Mind Rattling Story' You'll want More)

Marcus life takes a spin, while he's in a coma. His wife Gina have an affair, get pregnant and not for sure who's the father of her baby,

FEED

The ol'saying we are what we eat, but in this story, what people will eat without knowing what they're eating.

A lesson learnt

I think money is a tool, not to make you feel important, a way of enriching your life. Someone I know thinks it's for a rainy rather than holidays or memories to store and share with others.

GrandMa

Something Grandma hid in her basement, and never told.

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