A fictional rhyme of an earlier time. (Photo by the author)

Prose about my lack of writing in the past decade.

I am lucky enough to own quite a nice car but there’s one particular beauty I just dream of owning.

Can’t decide which one I like more.

Ford Motor Company, standing on their own.

About some very wonderful people.

I’m blacked out…

As I started college, I was unsure of my future. Everything seemed to be changing, and changing fast. Still there was one constant I could cling to – that old Bronco outside.