Cobwebs. Rusted gate. Dusty step. Locked up. Forgotten. An empty bowl. A thriving cactus amongst the ruins. A reflected life with no humanity. Hiding. Biding time. There’s no key. No exit. Can only push through. Rush in. Yet halt time. The memories linger. Ghosts within ourselves. A heavy […]
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. […]
Often we wish people a good morning or a good evening. At this point, I don’t even know what that may mean. At times, they just seem to be empty phrases. Rote. They come out of our mouths before we even realize that we are stating these we […]
Every second should be recognized Every moment a savory morsel Every occurence to be remembered Yet our brains must compartmentalize Storing and letting moments go Moments, must be fleeting Big events remembered What happened at 9:01am to be quickly vaporized No moment is too small Alas, it’s saddening […]
She opened the refrigerator, letting the door rock back. She took a sip of water as the smell of cigarettes knocked her back. His cigarettes. She closed the refrigerator to only find that he wasn’t there. Of course, he wasn’t. He hadn’t been for over a decade. But […]
I have been doing this intermittent fasting thing the last six weeks or so. Actually, I have been doing it on and off for the last ten years. It seems that now a whole bunch of people are catching on to it. I’d like to note I did […]
I, like countless others, take 1000s of photographs with my phone. I also have three very nice cameras and long lens to take on my excursions. One can say I love photography and taking photos. I love capturing normal moments. Odd moments. Interesting signs. Food. I love remembering. […]
She stared at the mirror wondering why. She turned and opened the bathroom closet and saw memories. They flashed before her eyes. She wondered how. She lifted the pink towels and they felt so rough and soft. Beneath them she found the keys and the map. She had […]
Alzheimer’s scares me.  I think it should scare everyone. Our memories ground us into a reality (regardless of how we have constructed it). Yet Alzheimer’s is a disease that makes us unrecognizable to ourselves and robs us of our memories and corresponding stability. Alzheimer’s is the result […]
Some might say she is a hoarder. But she doesn’t agree with such a characterization. She likes to characterize herself as a memory banker. Every single bit in her house, down to the straw, has an attached memory. She likes to make a lot of deposits. But she […]
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