Inspired by something a friend of mine posted this morning. Every bit of normal is an act of defiance a vain effort to prove that the nothing that mattered yesterday will not matter today and that the living that’s done may somehow carry on because this world we must now get used to is an [...]
Dear Monday, Somebody tell the cat the cursor is not a toy… Love, Kevin (30 September 2019)
Dear Sunday, Sorting through my own clutter now. Love, Kevin (29 September 2019)
It’s hard not to think about. Did you know I was still there? Did you know people loved you? Did you know they came to see you? Did you know we were all looking after you? Did you know you were not alone? Did you know you will always have a home? (28 September 2019) [...]
Dear Saturday, They warned me it was coming, but I didn’t think it would be this chilly. Love, Kevin (28 September 2019)
Dear Friday, A little chilly this morning—but you worked hard this summer, so I’ll forgive you. Love, Kevin (27 September 2019)
A sleepy thought from last night. I don’t want a particular place to go I’m looking for somewhere that means something to me I don’t know if I’ll find it because—well, you know… I’ll be happy with someplace to be (25 September 2019—posted September 26) Wishes sometimes have consequences—order now from your favorite [...]
Dear Thursday, Will they have Kevin’s soup in the deli section today? Love, Kevin (26 September 2019)
Dear Wednesday, I know the last movie ended, but what the hell is this? Love, Kevin (25 September 2019)
One year later and one month later. Goodnight, goodnight three hundred sixty-five and thirty-one days on You left without a word (at least, the kind I’d recognize) and sleep even now There weren’t many words to the conversation by the time the end arrived We said it all between the lines without questioning There was [...]
