YOU ARE MY HOME

Home. It isn’t a place. I stood looking at all the boxes I just packed and put into storage. Boxes of stuff I don’t have an immediate need for. Boxes of time and money spent on things to make life easier and hopefully happier. Too many years searching and collecting the wrong things. I went…

DESTINATION DESTINY

WRITTEN BY DAVID ELLIS AND HASTYWORDS ♦ Paris in the night, opaque A glass of wine, on the veranda Enjoying fauna, cuddling a koala On the coast of Australia Dining on coquetry, cherishing The language of Italian amour Venice, the renaissance So much breath-taking architecture Get lost in Ireland tiptoeing around…