Sucker Punched
One-Two, right under the belt. Yesterday was Linda Jo, a friendly face I ran often on the streets of Avalon. A familiar presence at Rotary events, one of my ‘fans’ who enjoyed my wacky presentations about animals, plants or whatever fancy topic I choose...January morning early rising
There’s something to be said about the quiet hours of the morning, when you can listen to the soft sounds of a sleeping world. Behind me, as I type, I hear the click-click cat claws on little padded feet on the wood floor as they move around the darkened...Naked Ladies
3:30 in the morning and I’ve been awake and tossing since at least 2. A stream of thoughts come through my mind in pieces, almost at random. Things about work, about people, about the upcoming vacation, things to do. Nothing sticks there for long, mostly because I don’t want to start thinking about them too much. Otherwise, I’ll be awake the rest of the night. However, they keep coming up, like bubbles in a pool of molasses.
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