PTSD-itis… or There and not quite back again.
Today I’m doing exactly what I swore not to do anymore – (a) indulging in a spot more navel gazing and (b) admitting to a weakness of character I’d prefer […]
Today I’m doing exactly what I swore not to do anymore – (a) indulging in a spot more navel gazing and (b) admitting to a weakness of character I’d prefer […]
When I was a kid I watched a lot of murder mysteries with my parents, who were both fans of the genre. In this case we aren’t going to bird-dog […]