Tag: November 2018

New candle… A crust of stolen moments stolen back is lost during the getaway Smoke from the snuffed-out candle colors the dark corners where nothing grows but dust bunnies with nowhere else to go I’m hungry but don’t feel like eating sleepy but don’t feel like sleeping After tomorrow the countdown starts— will we make [...]

I hate office politics. That line about cannibals and clowns seems appropriate now Not sure I can tell them apart, though Clowns have sharp teeth these days (28 November 2018) I have books available. Links to more information here.  Or, if you like, you can use PayPal to donate a buck (or whatever amount you'd [...]

Another true story… Morning She would begin to stir as soon as she noticed I was awake then wait patiently for me to begin the day Morning It’s early, but I slept through the night Outside, a steady rain falls the wind kicks up every so often As I ease into the still dark new [...]

True story… I emptied the medicine cabinet cleaned out the pantry took out all the recycling and rearranged a few things I wanted to get rid of every little thing that might remind me because I know you won’t be coming back and that’s hard—maybe too hard But I couldn’t bring myself to throw out [...]