Hello word allies. This morning, I write to you as I glide on my stationary recumbent bike (because that’s part of my physical therapy regimen.) The time exhausted as the sun ascends each day on this bike, I pass likewise, by developing my thumb muscles, clicking away as I pedal. At the hour's conclusion, I … Continue reading Hosting Christmas While Grinding Molars
Tag: Journey
American Clichés
"Paris is a woman, but London is an independent man puffing his pipe in a pub." ~Jack Kerouac, Lonesome Traveler If Kerouac were alive today and traveling the U.S., I think he’d agree with my observations: Colorado is a young white dude with dreadlocks and the munchies, but Chicago is a guy named Joe, sporting … Continue reading American Clichés
“The Journey?”
Is it the journey? Cliche mongers, and underachievers content with "the journey" have turned humanity into a mass of aimless zombies with no destination. You who believe life is about the journey, I beg you stay in the slow lane, or get off the road. I have someplace to be. _____________________________ July 13, 2016, One … Continue reading “The Journey?”
The First Day Home
Sleep feels so good Feeding my exhaustion 4am The sound Crying Confusion It's a baby A baby in my house Clarity I have a baby That's my baby crying Which means I'm a mom That crying baby Is mine Time to be A mom I will sleep When I'm dead _____________________________________ The Daily Post, May … Continue reading The First Day Home