Odd how often we spend so many years weaving it, only to see the fabric of our lives shredded by our own folly, or choices made in haste, or governed by passions. Instants and seconds rather than days and years can unravel the fabric of our lives. Sometimes, we are left only with the residue […]
Sailing In The Winter Sun: Journal of an Old Man at the End of Life
by Vladika Lazar
Sailing in the Winter Sun
Odd how often we spend so many years weaving it, only to see the fabric of our lives shredded by our own folly, or choices made in haste, or governed by passions. Instants and seconds rather than days and years can unravel the fabric of our lives. Sometimes, we are left only with the residue […]