It was a stormy, windy night when the island’s power went out yet again. I was wondering about the trees and who the hell is flying that prop plane slowly cruising overhead, while the big, bright ferry remains parked at the terminal across the narrows.
Tag: memories
Music has always been a thread woven through the fabric of my life, pulling me back to moments both vivid and forgotten. The memories it stirs are as random as they are profound, often triggered by the simplest things.