The Tardy Cherub

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Cupid snoozed—his alarm betrayed, Wings askew, his bow mislaid. Love showed up a moment late, Blushing, breathless, tempting fate. Turns out hearts still fell just fine— Even tardy arrows hit on time.

Time Flies

On my long daily commutes I often get stuck on a song that I’ll listen to for a week or more, studying as much as I can about it. This masterpiece has been the focus of my attention of late. So complex, so deep, so true…so much to think about…



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