BY DANIEL WESANGULA
On a hot lazy afternoon, a tale is told at the Mandera Police Post of a certain senior officer newly uprooted from the comforts of the capital city and deployed to the station. 711 more words
Only once have I ever had to worry about getting through the winter. I was dead broke, out of work, and had no place to live. 1,225 more words
Let me love you
Una historia de amor de primavera y una frase escondida en un jardín (Let me love you).
Pintando he descubierto que entre más adentro a lo que soy y me alejo del querer complacer, todo se hace hermosamente más complicado, pero a la vez, más verdadero. 65 more words
In a previous post, Who pays the unpaid Carer or caregiver…who cares…anyone, I promised to generate a list of Carer/ Caregiver Support Groups that are readily accessible to all… 336 more words
Everything seems calm now, but believe you me, come a week and a half from now, everyone will be competing to appear busier than everyone else because it’s an art fair week in New York City. 1,280 more words