As the frosts deepen, I find myself gazing back at the blazing furnaces of my youth, wondering where the time went. My bones creak louder with each passing day,...

Here I sit, old and scarred, staring into the depths of my mug, contemplating what lies ahead. For decades, I've stood against the darkness, a hammer crushing i...

In the ebbing light of my days, I ponder the paths untrodden, the choices made, and the lives forever altered. As the winter snows gather, I'm reminded of the b...