My body has had enough
In case you didn’t notice, it’s not ok Funny how a blessing feels just like a curse Just an invitation would have been just fine I gave all I had to give In the middle of the room, I did not hear from you We’re caught in a […]
In case you didn’t notice, it’s not ok Funny how a blessing feels just like a curse Just an invitation would have been just fine I gave all I had to give In the middle of the room, I did not hear from you We’re caught in a […]
Falling asleep on the couch. Watching a throwaway show. It’s just meant to be moving wallpaper that occasionally grabs your interest. You rewatch the same episode repeatedly as you are in and out of sleep. You wake up startled. Heart pumping. Ragged breaths. You’re still in a fuzzy […]
Wrong choices Bad choices No choices Measured Deliberate Cautious Daring Bold Just do it Trite motivator Pull the trigger Bite the bullet No time like now Judgment free zone All are pensive Baby we were born to run
I went on Facebook to just see how some folks were doing. I don’t post much. I keep a lot of my personal stuff private. I know that seems odd as I’m sharing all this with you all. I’ve been sharing thoughts, at large, for over ten years. […]
Words. Word play. Multiple words. Stream of consciousness. Good vocabulary. Quick on your feet. I like all those attributes. However, I just don’t get wordle. And by get, I mean don’t like. Sometimes I’m right on time for the party. Other times I’m late to the party. But […]
This is the year of the great resignation. Or so many say. Actually, I know so. I have seen more than 30% position vacancy rate. And, admittedly I too am “reflecting”. I rather call this the reflection economy. But that’s another topic for another day. In this economy, […]
I’m not a huge football fan. However, I do usually catch the Superbowl. If anything, to catch interesting commercials. We all know the 1984 Apple Ad. We know the Clydesdales. Commercials used to be fun. Lately I’ve been into the actual games themselves. They’ve been close. That is […]
Towards the end of Lin-Manuel Miranda’s Hamiliton, George Washington muses: “You have no controlWho lives, who dies, who tells your story?And when you’re gone, who remembers your name?Who keeps your flame?Who tells your story?” As a kid who grew up as a storyteller, I readily get the power […]
She just stared at the truck It was a glaring reminder, when she allowed it to be, of being mired in wuicksand. Metaphorically speaking, of course. Being rooted could seem like a good thing like when people are said to be grounded. But it really wasn’t. It was […]
Here’s the thing. You are supposed to turn the other cheek. You are supposed to realize that revenge means you just dig two graves. Revenge darkens your soul. And as such the other wins. But what if happiness is your revenge? Don’t let things get to you. Don’t […]