Heather Mousa

I think of you sometimes… more than sometimes actually… when it is hot, when it rains, or when it snows… I think of you and wonder what you might be doing. I comfort myself saying you must be reading. You love to read. I went to that café’ the other day. It reminded me of you… I read the things written and relate to you. This place has your atmosphere, and all my Read the rest of this entry »

Some people are really strange. They think you have nothing else to do at the office, but remember their names, voices, and issues… They would call you the first day, to be one of a million calls, then they would Read the rest of this entry »

What is secular taste like???

They all taste the same – at least to me… They all look the same… they have different colors, different names, different bra sizes…but don’t kid yourself, they are Read the rest of this entry »