by Grzegorz Kieszkowski | May 24, 2018
I only wish I asked for his name. I was sitting and writing yesterday, at my usual five a.m. hour, when I noticed a middle aged man fast asleep at a table on the other side of the dining room. The staff seemed to know him because they showed very little concern about...
by Greg Kieszkowski | Jan 4, 2018
I woke up this morning to some freshly fallen snow. I grabbed my favourite yellow shovel. I went out to clear the driveway, when suddenly, I realized that something was wrong. Something was different. I was faced with unpleasant reality that I was...
