To the Shack
A life that promised as much greatness as the mother could imagine, in the words repeatedly told to those young ears has ticks on by as life does with all and it matters not if that life passed with vigour and industriousness, care and consideration or debauchery and neglect for the dead have no idea of how they are remembered. No, life is for the living, and so it was that Jules made a decision to trace back the steps that was the past, the life that brought this moment. And to trace those steps Jules decided to physically trace the route back through places that had been middle age, and youth, they places that would illuminate the past and make sense of the current moment, for all there really is is now.
November 24
The year is waning, like the days it is getting darker, colder more forlorn. The...
