Random Crazy Thoughts
Sitting at the lunch table, my black baseball cap blocking most of the fluorescent light, I chewed on a well-cooked hamburger (sans bread) contemplating the other people crammed around the small break-room… Continue reading
Sitting at the lunch table, my black baseball cap blocking most of the fluorescent light, I chewed on a well-cooked hamburger (sans bread) contemplating the other people crammed around the small break-room… Continue reading