At least January is winding down. Now to get through that mean little February.
I could always use a little more time to waste.
Sometimes I wonder
if someone will miss me
if I sat out
and let it all be. Continue reading
Growing up I remember hearing the old people talk about the ‘good ol’ days.’ They were referring to a pre-ck time known as the 50’s and 60’s. How sad that they couldn’t or wouldn’t move into modern times. I would probably just call them old and out of touch in my head, roll my eyes, and tune out. A vacant stare usually accompanied all this action. Continue reading
Some days… Continue reading
It took years for me to realize… Continue reading
As I waited,