by Tom DeWolf | Dec 21, 2012 | Author Stuff, Writing
“Heh, heh, them Mayans didn’t know crap,” harrumphs the little voice that prattles about in my head. “Fine with me,” I reply. “I’m still here and my course is set.” “Says you.” “Yeah, says me!” “Fifty-eight years old and you wanna go back to college?” the voice prods...
