c. minutes after I stepped into thin air luckily, not devastating. but still. Fuck. c. moments after Boo choose “ointment and RICE” over “don’t hesitate, amputate!!” – thanks Boo! fun is a great thing. Kids seem to be generally a great thing. …
c. Oct 2015, heading into work, the sun and clouds make pretty I like the word, not sure about the feeling it is supposed to represent.What happens when you pursue your happiness to the best of your ability and the system fucks …
c. ~ Feb, seek a safe place to gather How do we figure out the additive love that brings happiness to many?How do we take the chaos and craziness and lift it to a higher ground? How to go for the bigger …
your humble narrator, c. 2011, at the start of this chapter … Kindness. I’m sure I have this wrong, and that’s a bummer. I’m fine with trying to be kind – but I don’t nail it. I don’t give as much as …
The wind batters the sky, rain falls, ceaselessly, the ground no longer dry, the night a dark and stormy one. I’m in a tumultuous place – I have people close to me who have been battered for months now, no end in …
I shot some video, too many clouds.went back outside – how to shoot the completely darkened moon?I thought of what the full moon means to my wandering soul, and felt sad, for I miss you dad. Always a beacon in the dark …
A couple stands under an umbrella at the National September 11 Memorial and Museum in Lower Manhattan in New York, September 10, 2015. REUTERS/ANDREW KELLY take ‘never forget’, as applied to today’s remembrance of a shitty morning 14 years ago.a sunny morning, …
a very bad night indeed (~Jul2014) It included calling Alicia from the scene of an accident where I had wrecked Ramona.It included feeling like I was about to be imminently beaten to a bloody pulp and having to accept that outcome since I was …
Just poked about and this is a photo from ‘words here’, didn’t try to find that post.Been pondering the proper time to say ‘hey – you – take a minute and ponder this good person…’ – birthday? date of passing from this …
a crane grows in brooklyn durham On misty backlit nights, in a Triangle town, souls wander, wonder, stroll. Some are Asses, some are Angels. All need a good drink. Or three. That shot was from last night – Wednesday. A good day, …