For what is your life? It is even a vapor that appears for a little time and then vanishes away.
I have felt sad and alone for as long as I can remember. So when you say that you feel sad and nobody understands, you are wrong. Me and depression have a long history together. If you had been a reader, which I accept you are not, you would have possibly read this blog already.... Continue Reading →
titanic - peter (1975 - ) the grey day deepens, darkens into dusk; the writhing waters, softly sighing, resign themselves to powers beyond the brooding sky. far below the restless, shifting surface of the sea, where night and day and season cannot reach, the ghostly bulk of a rusting wreck rests in the frigid... Continue Reading →
One of my pupils recently asked me to list my ten favourite books. It is an unfair question to ask an English teacher. I have read literally thousands of books and to ask me to narrow the list down to a mere ten seems a tad cruel. And what criteria should I use to make... Continue Reading →
Vapors In The Wind 