And I open the door and I step inside. I am in my apartment. It is mid afternoon and the still warm autumn sun fills my home with a warm

I always wanted to see what's out there, then again, who doesn't? What child does not look up into the night sky and think, if only for

He did not know how he survived. On that day an eternity ago there was the choir and the mass and the believers seeking refuge in the only

His hand felt for a grip and found none. The downward slide continued unabated. There was no sense of movement as the total darkness stole

He was walking through a deserted town – one of dozens or hundreds or thousands he had passed through since his journey began. While the

…Evasive sounds of music sipping through the old radio: more than enough to make him warm inside. There was a time… Indeed there was: a