The life queue Everyday and every morning I make a to-do list. These lists usually consist of things I need to get done in the more immediate future, namely that day. There are oftentimes some aspirational items on my list as well. I place said items on my […]
This boiled calm is haunting There is nothing Nothing Nothing at all The pained breathing Deafening Then it is still This boiled calm Haunting An unforgiving mill There is nothing Nothing Nothing left at all
A straight line need not be easy Many paths are straight and narrow Many wind around your being Enhancing your pining for tomorrow Today the straight line beckons Winding up the search for meaning Driving up to the heavens
Don’t let the mind hone in on the obvious Listen with widened burning eyes Scan and build your own narrative An angled guiding hand climbs out from under A burning glow from within forward propels A floating driving essence rightfully emanates Beliefs of promise are […]
Mimi’s Day Summed up in a Haiku Morning chores galore Boozy lips pontificate Hazily run home
170 days. I wrote a blog post everyday for 170 days straight. Then on day 171 and specifically the 161st day of the calendar year I took a break. I was tired physically, mentally and spiritually. I could have pushed myself to write since I had ideas in […]
The Month of May left me in the Middle of a Time Warp and unprepared for the coming zombie apocalypse Lately I feel like I am in the middle of a time warp. I just want to stand up, throw tomatoes at someone I keep screaming “dammit janet” […]
Van Gogh’s ear is alive, whiskey may be no more: Don’t judge this week’s wacky news by its cover My legs are hurting immensely today. I decided to do pilates before I ran on the treadmill. One could almost say I was punishing my legs […]
In New York you do not magically have a spare room. Oftentimes, you may not really have a kitchen or you may have a bathroom for which you have to stand in the hallway in order to brush your teeth. Extra space in New York? Nah, never gonna […]
The patron saint of wackiness and calling it like it is I don’t suffer fools well. I especially don’t suffer fake fools and non self-aware fools very well. Or so I have been told. I also don’t tolerate uncalled for arrogance and pretentiousness. I have a nose for […]
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