FOREVER TILTING AT WINDMILLS (January 12, 2012)
The day is delicious. I am eager to equal it in brightness. But the words bumbling my way keep disappointing. It is as though I am forever tilting at windmills.
The day is delicious. I am eager to equal it in brightness. But the words bumbling my way keep disappointing. It is as though I am forever tilting at windmills.