Category: Norwegian Bachelor Farmers as steamrollers

  • Nothing Can to Nothing Fall (Part II of III)

      Continuing where the last post left off: Essential to my ultimate disintegration was the beauty of our beginning. For the next few months, I drove to his house—nearly two hours away—at least once a week. He made me feel doted upon, as though I was the final piece to his life’s puzzle. Simultaneous to […]