Act far away. Be present love. Travel in sense.
look at past posts. One from eight years ago. A poem. Long title but voice and command of […]
Time isn’t going to wait for me. So, quickly me.
Seeing something this morning. In the words. The kids. The pictures. Past jobs. Time and how I use […]
Do I like them. Yes, I guess. Hate this chair. Lower back hurts. Wish I had one of […]
More of the same from me already – wake, write with coffee. Kids awake and watching some kids […]
Meant to write something at that time but was distracted by either the kids or the cleaning crew […]