I hold out my hands in frustration.
“Can I never say I have progressed?” I ask.
You smile gently. “Those who have progressed
have given that away, too.”
© Meisaan Chan
I hold out my hands in frustration.
“Can I never say I have progressed?” I ask.
You smile gently. “Those who have progressed
have given that away, too.”
© Meisaan Chan