sinking into self isolation like sap drips down down finding cracks and filling them unwinding in my home and living in it searching for soft spots and settling into them waiting is a game i try not to play – … Continue reading
the end of days
Tag Archives: travel
gonna go see the world
i think that i will write again today, so that not all of my posts are gushing with heavy speculations and pent up reflections of life. at least, it seems like they all have been to me. swooped vader off … Continue reading
pack lightly
beginning with rumi… out beyond ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing there is a field. meet me there. i have been going through my things and making piles of what i don’t need, to be given away or sold. i am … Continue reading
a glimpse of a year
i won’t be having the perfect new year’s. i’ll be coming straight from work to a local greek restaurant where my family and a band will be waiting, to bid the old year goodbye. most likely, i’ll slip on my … Continue reading
birthday weekend
before i arrive at stansted airport and depart to norway shortly after, i wanted to quickly share a quirky story, put out by the huffington post. Inside Boy’s Knee, Sea Snail Egg Grew And Hatched No one thinks that a … Continue reading
a fool to become a writer – “boy”
while in amsterdam this past weekend, i was able to spend a half an hour – not nearly enough time – at the waterlooplein market. it’s a very edgy market, jam-packed with army gear / boots / jackets, bizarre piles … Continue reading
just a tiny bit late – day 7
amsterdam, you are quite pretty. with your bicycle hoards, creeping canals, and welcoming city smells, i think we could really take some time to get to know one another. i began writing this last night, the last day of my … Continue reading
brown trout blues – day 6
it’s the sixth day of my most recent ‘seven day challenge‘ – i believe i’m due for a little recommendary, ear lovin’-type playlist of some tunes i am currently {or always} into. yesterday, i ventured to the tabernacle in notting … Continue reading
car boot glory [part one]
as i prepare for car boot glory round two, i cannot help but reflect on last sunday’s boot sale. back home in the midwest u.s., i spend the happiest hours of my life plundering my city {and beyond} for treasures. … Continue reading
surfing in a cemetery
{listening to lightmares – passionate places} a toast is in order. last minute / late night decisions are unlike those made during sound mind and sunny day. is it true that our deepest desires come forward in the smallest hours? … Continue reading
