We are a nation trapped inside the head of a madman! So well said and so true. So many things we could be doing instead! I appreciate your writing Dan.
Feet don't fail me now. I just want to run and hide in a quiet cave somewhere. Oh, wait, I already did that when I moved to Costa Rica. I pray the madness ends before the entire planet explodes.
We are a nation trapped inside the head of a madman! So well said and so true. So many things we could be doing instead! I appreciate your writing Dan.
On Chaucer?
It's certainly a wild ride.
The thoughts are pilgrims rather accidentally connected, escaping a quarantine, or the plague, or the social upheaval the plague left behind.
Ah, yes!
Feet don't fail me now. I just want to run and hide in a quiet cave somewhere. Oh, wait, I already did that when I moved to Costa Rica. I pray the madness ends before the entire planet explodes.