Day over. Night as well. Poetry throughout day, having me feel more Artistic than I have in months. […]
wine
This’ll be the only prose entry for the night. In fact, I’m not letting my Self post past […]
So, I’m thinking that tomorrow night, my Friday night, I need to open a random red. What exactly, […]
Last couple days’ entries, going to book. Restart.. we can do that as Artists, Writers. Last night’s Cabernet, […]
waiting for storms. just a little tune shift. i’m looking for keys to my kindness. r they in […]