In my head, I have these tiny bead-like rudiments that constitute what I believe in.
Our clocks whiz by 12 AM on December 31 and rush off in predation like
When Baba (your grand father) was sick, we tossed around many hypotheses. We wanted to
In my head, I have these tiny bead-like rudiments that constitute what I believe in.
Our clocks whiz by 12 AM on December 31 and rush off in predation like
When Baba (your grand father) was sick, we tossed around many hypotheses. We wanted to