Nothing is better than the season of Halloween, let’s get that point right out of the way. No long monologue about the brisk wind blowing through the autumn leaves as I sip out on my newly bee-ridden porch. I love this season! I especially love the Halloween spirit and the spooky decor that springs upContinue reading “The Season of the Fall Leaves and Hallow Trunks”
I’m trying man. I’m trying
I found a tiktok that really does express the nature of this day, what it has become over the years. 20 (ish) years later.
Its odd to see the mail come in and among it is the letter for the lease. I didn’t feel the year going. It didn’t seem like it’s been a year out from hell. In some ways things have changed. I have a bit more courage to speak out on things I don’t enjoy hearingContinue reading “The Lease is coming up for Renewal”
It’s been a long year for me. Every day brought challenges that I thought I could handle and get thru without any help. And for a while I did. And then I couldn’t. Things don’t always go our way because our way isn’t the right way. It’s not the best way, it’s just the wayContinue reading “A Year Later and A New Beginning”
They good-nighted and he hung up the phone. He finished off the sandwich, cleaned up the counter and then stood in the kitchen. He glanced back at the sliding doors, and then turned back away. Maybe tomorrow.
The apparition of these faces in the crowd:Petals in a wet, black bough By Ezra Pound I don’t like poetry. Having to decipher what the word blue ment in the context of the sentence makes me volatile. In the poem, there are two lines and every word is dissected. I cannot fathom why this wasContinue reading “Reader’s Q – In A Station of the Metro”
Its an odd kind of sensation, being in the kitchen at 3 in morning and making mac and cheese when you reliaze…. you’re alone. And not in the sad way, not entirely, but in a safe -“no one is going to tell me off for do this” way. Being all too aware of yourself andContinue reading “To move foreward – you must realize you were standing still”