Rebirth and Stuff
It’s the first day of Spring, and I couldn’t be happier! Back when I was living in New Mexico, I had no idea when Spring began. It wasn’t important because the weather didn’t change, except to get windier.* *Spring is the season of Dust in Roswell. If you think I’m lying, look at this … Continue reading Rebirth and Stuff
They Call Me Fushilou 