Life

She would stare blankly into the picture day after day time after time. She would often get lost in the stories of old because they had become memories of gold.  Time and time again she would be lost in the world, on her way to the end. All she needed was time, all she needed…

The Wagons Are Coming

Cleaning out the closet. Straightening up the pages. You never know what you will find. Was that last weeks happy meal box, or is that the dress that I wore to my high school prom fourteen years ago. Geez Louise what was I thinking keeping all these things. I think that it is about time…

The Lesson I Learnt on The Walk

Yesterday, I decided to go on a peace walk. Lingering through the day didn’t know what to make of the chill in the air. Could it already possibly be time for the fall of the leaves, the steeping of hot coco and time for the hayrides. It just seemed like there was such a rush…

The UNliving Where I Was

This is an old post that I found the other day going through old journals So, after work I find myself sitting alone in an empty living room, in which I can probably count the items inside on two hands…..16….. and that’s counting me and the dog!!!  I look around and all I see is …