Camp Time Again

I know I'm late but the past two weeks have been crazy. I moved from New York to South Carolina a week ago today. I've been trying to register for community classes at school where there is more than two campuses. And I can't really understand anyone on the phone with that southern accent. God … Continue reading Camp Time Again


Rainy Days

There's an unsubtle wind blowing round houses, creeping its way into every nock and cranny threaten to blow it down. The rain slides down the roof blurring windows and flooding streets. Trees seems to be dancing joyful for the rain to feed their hollow bodies.