ru·mi·na·tion

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Author: PacoScott

love turns to rust, even in January

What if I had the confidence I used to not even think I had or needed? what if my doubts…

“do this one thing with great reverence and gratitude”, oddly in January

7:40 a.m. on a Wednesday morning one January 2020. The sound of rumbly having a drink. And some VERY loud…

Winding things up, another decade goes by, oddly in December

|| 351 : 17 Dec 2019 @00:01|| we arrive at tuesday, somewhat surprisingly a new layout, a new attempt? we…

Hope springs eternal, oddly in December

  It dawns on me – regularly – that I have lost all track of time. The passage of time….

when you feel like giving up, oddly on November

to good sir John – for the constant reminders. to those who’ve helped me appreciate … no, love music –…

Pondering fragile resiliance, even in November

miss ya dad wishing I knew you better oh – well, the 1:55p ‘last edited’ time stamp would be incorrect…

Even on a Saturday in 2019 I can hear myself from the past

the pitter patter of little feet … smacking the wall. Oh Rumbly, nothing under the sun is new, is it?…

Remember when music was everything to you? Even in January…

I listen exclusively to keXp.org’s streaming radio, John Richard’s uniquely titled “John in the Morning Show” – it’s what I…

early in the morning pondering what being a parent means, oddly in October

I don’t remember her last words to me. Or to anyone, I guess. I recall fumbled phone calls and the…

the good part of celluloid nostalgia, even in October

a long time ago, in a town … well, 12 hours away, I either paid good money to sit in…

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