My son and best friend…. Little Kerouac. Jack Patrick Madigan…. Love him and learn so much from his […]
meditation
Do two things right now…. Take some of Henry’s toys upstairs to Emma’s room, their hangar. I’m […]
Off a quick call with a friend, Lexi, asking me to do a favor for her get a […]
(rewrite of a 2012 poem) ….. Journalist curved attitude Terse in Fits Even when bored – lessons leave […]
Yes, of course, one Mike says then the other is more along the go of, “Just take notes, […]
Night talks to me. Simplify, it says. New ire, love.
Have two calls to make, my first sales calls responding to inbound leads. Clearing desk, simplifying and trying […]
Needed. As are the cheater glasses. Need to wear them. Don’t want to, having an urge to resist […]
….. Time and my place in its skips. Coltrane on, thinking about walking to the Green, getting out […]
First walk to Café Noto in over a week. First latte. Wind, lots of it. Started laundry, putting […]