Mud Mud. Cold, damp, lingering mud. Mike knew that he would never be able to get that image out of his mind so he never really tried. How could he really? No one in their right mind would expect him to forget or “move on” after what happened that morning. The problem was that not only did Mike not try to forget but everyone and everything in his life seemed to conspire to keep reminding him o
Viaggiai per giorni e notti per paesi lontani. Molto spesi per vedere alti monti, grandi mari. E non avevo occhi per vedere a due passi da casa la goccia di rugiada sulla spiga di grano. [R.Tagore]