I stand at the edge of the ocean, the waves are quiet and small in the dimming light. the wind blows through my hair as
Author: whiskysweet
the very important bucket
there is an orange mop bucket on the roof of the building that my window looks out on. it’s one of those building maintenance type
Time
For years I had wanted something so badly, I craved it more than I can ever remember wanting anything else. It wasn’t a singular item
This is Me, Non-Negotiably So
It occurred to me yesterday that I have now lived alone for more years consecutively than I have ever lived with a spouse or partner.
Hello Old Friend.
“Well, hello old friend.I haven’t seen you in a long while. Welcome back, have a seat.” I wave my hand towards the couch in what
Fall Down Seven Times, Stand Up Eight
How many times can a person start over? A thought I have been fixated on for days now, maybe weeks. There is a Buddhist saying:
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