Left my name so I could live
Vividly living Vivid Sky awes me Left my name so I could live Fade away today fade away
Vividly living Vivid Sky awes me Left my name so I could live Fade away today fade away
Laughing in the Purple Rain After a few days of sanity at home where I packed and packed, it is back to the daily grind and craziness of the workplace. Why do we work again? Ah, yes, money. Oh, I mean personal fulfillment. These next few days, starting with […]
Vividly living and moving The last two days I have been packing up my clothes for my upcoming move across country from New York to San Francisco. I remember back when I first did this move (four times ago), I did not have much. I never have had […]
Back on the road again The month of June is here and I cannot contain my excitement. June is the month with the longest daylight hours of the year in the northern hemisphere. Yes, sun! Except for here in San Francisco where the fog is super thick in […]
Perspective amok No rights or wrongs, just my view Sharing is caring Perspective amok No rights or wrongs, just my view Sharing is caring Perspective amok No rights or wrongs, just my view Sharing is caring We all have our own view of the world. Sometime we let […]
The convenience of a wine and fish allergy Let me start off by stating allergies suck. Allergies can be deadly. I carry an epi-pen just in case my throat swells up and I can’t breath. I carry an epi-pen with the hope someone would use if needed. That […]
Broken earth holds me Broken earth holds me Rainbows pierce the cloudy skies Whole need not be full
Stream of Consciousness Monday: Wondering about Pairs I barely play poker. I play it at casinos on the slot machines where I wage five cents at a time. One thing I knew was that pairs were a good thing. And two pairs were even better. I do not […]
The musical score of my life between New York and San Francisco My six year old son has no idea what is a cassette tape. He has no idea what a mix tape is. He looks at a CD and he thinks it is an XBox game. The […]
My psychological force of nature I dreamt you were kind of sound mind, you spoke softly illusions move me