Scribbling on the digital page because I am too tuckered out to get up and get the paper one. So you are all my notebook for tonight. That’s good because there are good things to say. There are many things, sure, embedded in my heart that are yet to come to fruition. But with or Continue Reading
A Passing Corner of Camelot
I spent Thanksgiving once with a musicy kind of crowd. They were doing sing-alongs around a piano. I was there with my significant other with whom I was heading to an end, but amicably so because of different desires for our futures. It was because of this love and friendship that no one knew we Continue Reading
We Are Alive
Apparently I’m walking around the grocery store looking depressed as heck again because a long-bearded Son of Anarchy with an armful of snacks and sundries just told me to smile. I glanced with trepidation and a bit of a furrow, unsure if he was catcalling or legit. But there was almost Tibetan intentionality in his Continue Reading
You Give Your Hand to Me
The song found me, on a late night scurry south, with old albums on the radio. Usually, it’s a book on tape or the set we’re set to sing come Sunday. Road trip Creature Comforts of black asphalt and Squid Ink sky, butterscotch latte, half the pumps, and the fuzz muffin, safe at home, gave Continue Reading
I Took Yesterday Home
Earlier in the summer, I had passed along to another couple the table that’s been in my family since I was oh I don’t know third grade? It was hard to let go of but didn’t fit in my space and was too much table for this single girl in 700 square feet. So history Continue Reading
All Good Gifts
Here while it’s still Thursday January 31st in the candlelight, writing down all the bolts of lightening that struck my life’s still skies today, unignorably bright though just a streak of light, and everything struck, caught fire with love. It’s the first exactly-same-calendar this year in 2019 since the year I was born, 1974 – Continue Reading
