One, two, three One, two, three Lurch One, two, three One, two, three Break One, two, three One, two, three Rise One, two, three One, two, three Fall Repeat, to the sound of an out of tune toy piano waltz.
Twilight in the park; to dusk, to evening. It’s a nice neighborhood. It was pretty great until my weak ankle gave up with a twist and I did a stumble and skid. Knees are good, but my palm has a
(how do people type with two thumbs?) What is a written sketch? A verbal doodle? Another evening where I take myself out for dollar oysters. My musings are my companion. Good thing she’s in a good mood. Pretty sure the
Is home defined by a place or persons? It’s where I go for comfort; to hide; to be grounded. That could be either. So I build this sanctuary trying to make it as steadfast and permanent as I can. Places
All the windows are open. Took the pup for a walk. He’ll always be “the pup”, though he’s an old guy now. I think he’s pretty spry for his age. He spends most of his time sleeping nowadays. “Walk?” I
Sans makeup. This is my rock star Saturday night. Though I did catch a matinee of “Your Name”. And sat on the couch and watched “BFG” with Gabe. Some good points. Occasionally ambushed by longing. (Stupid feeling). This is where
Tempus fugit I’d heard the phrase a couple of times. Or, more acurately misheard it as tempest fugit. I figured it was some kind of storm. Nope. Latin phrase for “time flies”. It does. But it does also feel kinda
How often does it happen that your head and your heart are in agreement? At seem point one will catch up with the other (though who is in the lead or is ultimately correct is always a separate question). This