There is a circus in my head. The merry-go-round music seeps inside the tent, getting louder with every passing moment. I can hear the vendors selling peanuts and cotton candy. I can smell the animals and the variety of food. And then I hear him, the Master of Ceremonies. He stands in the middle of …
A Relatively Ordinary Life
Perspectives on things seen, heard, and experienced
A Relatively Ordinary Life 