Aug 2020 – highest in the room

i can help you, but you gotta let me in

Rain was pouring heavily outside. It was the middle of the night. I can feel the flooding on the streets. The wind gushes hard that I can hear its whistles. The nails holding down the roof of my house slowly unhinging as the roof dances with the wind. And I was half awake. I can’tContinueContinue reading “i can help you, but you gotta let me in”