by Jon Farrow
Sometimes it’s a feeling in the middle of the day. Sometimes it’s passing a restaurant we used to frequent or a song that comes on right as I’m about to reach a destination. Other times it’s a memory-inducing warm breeze on a mild summer day. No matter what brings him to mind, even after five years, I still feel the twinge in my heart.
Searching for an escape has been a race that I can’t win
No matter what I do, the feeling overwhelms me like the shadow caused by a setting sun, one that extinguishes the … Read more...