Essays on Life, Experiences & Hopes

4.12.11

Stories

My stories are not epic.

The imagery of my 30 years is mild compared to the exciment of those before me. There are so many who have faced truly cold winds, sharpened winds, cutting criticisms.

But my story is mine. Peril is real and so is fright.
Posted by Hugo at 11:38 PM

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