I recently read a post I believe was meant for me to read? Old habits I guess. It began like this: There are times I miss you and then I remember the drama. I see pictures pop up on Facebook of you and I and I remember the happy times but they were infrequent and … Continue reading Love In The Aftermath.
The touch The smell The warmth Of the familiar. Gone. The depth of my confusion is deep. Rethinking life. Pondering this puzzle of all puzzles. Questioning decisions And the right and wrong of it all. Feeling the regret Of moves that broke The correctness of what I had For the thing I sought And thought … Continue reading Mood
On the train heading back from Toronto. Did a solo three-day stint. Been a while since I've been home. A friend needed my support. Death has touched the inner circle again and my purpose was a welcome diversion. Looking into the milky gray of the watery sunset, seeing the rolling fields of almost-green, and naked … Continue reading Lonely Roads #3