I have not written in a while. Got too busy and my mind was stuck on performance at work rather than my personal interests. I hate when this happens when work eats all of your energy and mental capacity. When you come home so exhausted that doing anything but going on a walk with the Piglet or watching Netflix is…
It’s Friday night, and the outside is loud with cars. It’s about 9 pm. But it is quiet in my apartment except for the snoring of my little piglet who is not a real piglet, he is a dog, but I like to call him Piglet. A friend of mine once posted on Facebook of all places about the death…
