Days in the life of... well, me. It is here I share the high points, the low points, and .... some other points... and stuff.
Saturday, February 27, 2016
I realized the other day that, on my key-ring, I still have a key to the house I grew up in. The home has long since gone, but I still have that key... It's been with me so long, and I'm so used to it being there, that I just think of it as a natural extension of my keys. I suppose in some ways, my keys would not feel right without it.