A new page on the calendar with its tongue hanging out to either tease or taunt us: our insignificance, a new getting through.
Memoir
Major character syndrome
On Sundays I take more time at the lake and get there early enough I have it all to myself. There’s a rock on the shore where I sit and a Corona beer bottle cap a few feet below the… Read More ›
18th and Union
I was 25 and alone. I didn’t have a car or plans on the weekends. I got up and made coffee and went out for the day.
Back and forth, again
I remember it’s the end of April and think back four years ago, when we came back from Germany.
Sunday roadside stands
The rain fell so hard I stood in the doorway watching it, letting in the cool, clean air.
Beneath a vernal moon
Just like it always did, the spring came back.
Ten years gone
I had a talk with Lily about the scenario where both mom and dad get sick and someone has to assume control of the house, which would fall to Lily.
The nervous system
In less than a week I ate most of a small ham by myself, oftentimes eating it cold by my computer for breakfast with a hard-boiled egg and coffee.
Metadata
There was a lot to celebrate still.
Song for April, 2008
It took me way too long to appreciate the nuance in that record, called April and released on April 1, 2008.
