The hazy blue world in Europe

She was a blonde high-school classmate who wanted to become a missionary one day. On the bus ride home, she told me about a time when someone she knew got into a car accident and almost became decapitated, or was decapitated. I eventually learned what that meant. Those days were cold and grey from whatContinue reading “The hazy blue world in Europe”

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Days of black asphalt and grey clouds

Before the laptop bag, the hour long drive home, the clothes of grey and black, and the face of an adult. Before all that she was in jeans and jacket mostly from anywhere… old navy, Meijer; clothes that lacked fashion and spirit. She stopped caring for style at the age of 12 when she lostContinue reading “Days of black asphalt and grey clouds”