Monthly Archives: November 2018
trees
I don’t know why The trees grow so tall And I don’t know why I don’t know anything at all But if there were no music Then I would not get through I don’t know why I know these things, … Continue reading
life
Life is like a piñata. Sometimes you get the crap beaten out of you with a stick. But then you get candy. Here’s to life. Sticks and all.
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and then
Every new beginning comes from some other beginning’s end — the prophet dan wilson We threw the Rudolph costume and our Macy Thanksgiving Day Balloon into Junior, the new car. We staged an impromptu mini-road trip, through the Indian reservation … Continue reading
eulogy
they had barely said hello and it was time to say goodbye goodbye … — the prophet ani difranco And just like that, it was over. After 30 years, 245,000 miles and half of my life, we said goodbye. It … Continue reading
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walking
You broke the silence to say, “You’re going to take care of me, right?” I’m just a couple of miles in on the track when I get the text message from Chase. “Ummm, did you just try to charge $1,940.39 … Continue reading
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