Big Dreams
Bio
Writer and artist who loves dogs, beaches, coffee and solitude
Stories (40/0)
Mirrored Dreams
The Window Emily stretched, pulling away from the morning light streaming through the window. Her head ached, probably from too much wine last night. She smiled, remembering last night, and Kevin, who snored softly in the mess of pillows and the thick white comforter.
By Big Dreams3 months ago in Filthy
Ghosts of Christmas of a Past
The tree is up, finally. I wanted it up right after Thanksgiving, but things got in the way. I've been really focused on Christmas for the last month or so. I might be trying to feel some of the magic I felt from the past. My childhood, my childrens' childhood.
By Big Dreams7 months ago in Longevity
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