“They give birth astride of a grave, the light gleams an instant, then it’s night once more.” Samuel Beckett, Waiting for Godot We all are getting older by the week, day, hour, minute. While we are young it seems time…
“They give birth astride of a grave, the light gleams an instant, then it’s night once more.” Samuel Beckett, Waiting for Godot We all are getting older by the week, day, hour, minute. While we are young it seems time…