And the seasons, they go round and round And the painted ponies go up and down We're captive on the carousel of time We can't return, we can only look Behind, from where we came And go round and round... Continue Reading →
I'm beyond having a midlife crisis. Already had two, one on my late 30s and one in my late 50s. Neither one accomplshed anything useful. I suppose I'm having a late life crisis? I'm sure women have midlife crises but... Continue Reading →
