Most people I know are ready to toss 2018 into the wood chipper. Here in the States, among people with a modicum of integrity, the past year is viewed for the poo-show it was. Good riddance. But…
If We’re Lucky…
Rain. You may be up to your ears in it (or snow), but we’re not. So a cloudy sky holds promise. If we’re lucky. I start thinking about possibilities. I cross my fingers. I consider dancing. But…
Just an Ordinary Day
Some days are marked with gold stars on our calendars. We know they’re coming, and those days bring expectations. Sometimes joy, sometimes sorrow. Those days are imbued with plans, with action. Because those days warrant notation on our…
Recovery
I’m recovering from an awesome weekend getaway. There was food. There was booze. There was dancing. There was romancing. I’m tired, yo. But I’ll be back tomorrow. With bells on.