poetry
-
Where are the lines drawn?
It’s late and I sneer at myself for not waking up earlier this morning. When one thing happens, it’s easy to fall off track. For me, this was moving. As the mornings become a bit more calm and more things become unpacked, my life looks for some stability. Here, again,…
-
Today started off gray
My Love and I skipped out on the beach to take a hike this morning. And though our plans didn’t go too much into fruition, we enjoyed a lovely warm breakfast at a diner just a walk away. It’s Sunday and I’m prepared for whatever task I’m set to tackle…
-
I missed you yesterday
And as the day goes on, I tire myself from doing nothing. My new place is coming about slowly but surely amongst other things. I look forward to the final outcome. Until then, I arm myself for battle againt fruit flies and new neighbors. What a place this could be.…
-
Today is the first day of my new life
For those of you who have been following me around for a while now, you must know I say this a lot. BUT, if you have been following me, you would know that I always says every day is the first day of our new lives. Every morning we wake…
-
Before the night ends,
I say this again and again. I apologize for missing a day. I’ve been packing my life away and readying my belongings for another trip yet again. As much as I enjoy these adventures, my heart craves for something more; some place further. Instead I find myself taking trips around…