This house we’re living in was built in 1915. It’s the first house either of us have ever owned, my wife and I. Despite the leaky basement and the deteriorating kitchen cabinets – maybe because – we felt like we’d made a good decision, still do. We love it here. We were married in theContinue reading “That Time I Had to Destroy Rat City”
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There’s this question…
…that someone spoke to me in a dream when I was about sixteen years old: “What side of time are you on?” I still don’t know what that means. It was either a message from an entity from beyond the fourth dimension or it was nothing at all. I thought I could use that toContinue reading “There’s this question…”
