I was doing my business when my eyes fell to the book on top of the toilet. You Can Heal Your Life by Louise Hay. I asked her what exactly she needed to heal and who exactly Louise Hay was, and she told me I probably wouldn’t be into the book and to forget about […]
The three moose trudged across the valley floor, stopping for occasional swipes at the late summer underbrush still clinging to life with dry roots. I ate my breakfast at the barn apartment table and watched their lumbering progress from the second floor window overlooking the expanse. The horses below stomped occasional pleas for more of […]