The New Year’s Day Virus

This is a personal recollection on what happened. I’m not too sure who I’m writing this too, or even if anyone other than me will read it. But until then, I guess I’ll call this a personal recollection. I don’t know where to start, but I suppose I will start from the very beginning. And … Continue reading The New Year’s Day Virus


A Date

Jimmy Wells is not like other boys. This is clear first from looking at him, the curvature of his golden mustache, upturned at the tips like a smile. Your eyes make their way down and find the second peculiar thing about him - he is missing fingers. His left hand can boast only a thumb … Continue reading A Date