woken by Jackie wanting to watch some cartoons downstairs. I take to the coffee I made last night […]
Coffee
Already with 2 cups swarming and swimming in my circulation, I battle decisions. And this new age, 37.. […]
A ten mile run, visit to the runner’s store later, I’m at the desk, ready for Composition. Brewed […]
At this point in the writer’s life. Home from another trying day at winery. I’m 37 and nothing’s […]
No run. Didn’t sleep well, or not much at all. And Jackie coming down here promptly at 6:10, […]
At Starbucks. Why do I do this to myself? I curse them, but I should Be cursing me. […]
So much I want to write about from day, to how it started to more on those gossiping […]
so I have no choice but to ingest a noisy sbux right along with the 3shot moch’… ugh, […]
This morning with an interesting start, me already with two cups under my belt and a third on […]
50-some seconds over hour marker. Beginning to tire of this seat but I’m going to follow my own […]