yesterdays and used to bes

I used to write here. Stories. Some made up, some true. I used to write more about my days and night and dreams and fears. This was before twitter and Facebook siphoned off some of my energy, I guess. But there’s more to it. I’ve changed. The old cynical me was right about so many […]

Another day

I’m growing older, but not up My metabolic rate is pleasantly stuck Let those winds of time blow over my head I’d rather die while I’m living than live while I’m dead. ~ Jimmy Buffett

new connection

Some old friends were visiting town this weekend with their kids. I’ve known them nearly 20 years but the last time we actually saw each other was about five years ago as they now live out of state. I find it amazing, in a wonderful way, that within an hour of saying hello they were […]