A morning walk around Syracuse.
Taking Anne Lamott’s words of wisdom into consideration.
Thoughts while drinking the cup of coffee above: Shit. The coffee is too hot. I wish I didn’t eat that piece of pumpkin bread that quickly. Let’s see…… Read more “Coffee Thoughts”
It’s a definable moment. That instant when you glimpse something new in someone, or in their eyes, or breathe in their skin, and melt… – Gunmetal Geisha…… Read more “An Opus: An Interlude”
[This is specifically why I don’t write onion… err… opinion pieces.] “And in the morning, I’m makin’ waffles.” – Donkey, from Shrek (2001) *** *** The Critic(s): “But…… Read more “About Pancakes”
Something has to happen soon… Something has to happen soon. The process is staring at blank wall, and you may or may not have this. The question…… Read more “An In-Between (#004)”
There’s no use in crying over spilled life, so the option for the less violent route is chosen to maneuver the butt of the scissors into the…… Read more “An In-Between (#003)”
I’m having a difficult time writing, and ideas are being crumbled from my head into solitary words, creating incomprehension and nonsense. There is a lot to be…… Read more “Be Foolish”
[Yesterday…] Waking up to this morning was a black-and-white photograph, but the filter displayed the slightest color in just a certain spot. Kind of like this: Blame…… Read more “Cold Coffee”