Dear Monday,
So we meet again. What will it be today, o Monday?
Love,
Kevin
(2 February 2015)
February 2015
working through it (photo)
(1 February 2015)
All I have left (a poem)
Remembering a few more things here and there…
Remembering (a poem)
Today, I remember…
a sort of goodbye (a poem)
I got word yesterday from a friend that a mutual friend died last September…
Dear Sunday…
Dear Sunday,
I know there’s not much you can do. As for me, my house will be a sportsball-free zone today…
Love,
Kevin
(1 February 2015)
Ordinary Average Thoughts 