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Monthly Archives: November 2018

Lost My Keys

We don’t really have any locks here, so it must have been the keys to the boat that I misplaced. How do you get to an island without a boat? Swim dare you say! What about the sharks? The sharks are always about. You are always keenly aware of the sharks and yet at the […]

In My Hole

I find my self at a crossroads. Which is funny because I didn’t think we developed this place to have roads that crossed. That would require a lot of planning or none at all and we are not good at either. And yes, I know what I called my self. Damn it, I am sticking […]