This is the one hundred and seventeen billion, two hundred and eighty-nine million, four hundred and twenty-nine thousand, seven hundred and fourteenth time.
Stories by theme
[Thoughtful]
The special plastic bird did not look special. It looked just like any other bird. Dark brown, with a white and faded-orange chest, …
Love is not a possession, love is free and pure. Love is not material – it can’t be bought or bargained with;
Waves—wild, powerful, purposeful—gently crash in. Fresh wind, fine rain refreshes and warms...
The suicide note wasn’t your average, clear-cut suicide note, apparently. No goodbye cruel world or anything like that...