Category Archives: Personal Thoughts

In Pursuit of the Summer Sky

I am cruising across the Midwest trying to rope in the retreating summer air. The wind belly laughs in rhythmic exhales and the cornstalks whip in a fury. The gusts push my vehicle toward the shoulder of the road like a playful shove. Continue reading

Posted in Personal Thoughts | Leave a comment

Run, Run to the Trap Door in my Mind

A strange emptiness takes her place and my thoughts are quiet. I am just a shell while she waits for me to forget my fear. Somewhere dark and cold she sits, humming a tune, picking at the hem of her pajamas. Continue reading

Posted in Personal Thoughts | Leave a comment

A Beautiful Destruction

The frustration and agitation makes me want to hurl heavy objects against walls, to feel the satisfying crunch of broken glass underfoot and to crush my surroundings into splinters until I’m breathless and weak. Continue reading

Posted in Personal Thoughts | Tagged | 3 Comments

Burning Memories

A strike of the match, white heat and the memories begin to burn. Continue reading

Posted in Observations, Personal Thoughts | Tagged , , | Leave a comment

And the Fortune Cookie Says

But then I think to how, on a very cold January morning two years ago, I was working as a dog walker. I was holding a bag of dog shit in my hand, worrying that my eyeballs were going to freeze in their sockets from the -2 degree high that day, and thinking that the one thing keeping me warm was that biodegradable plastic bag of steaming crap. Continue reading

Posted in Personal Thoughts | Tagged , | 2 Comments

Musings of a Coffee Crack Head

After 15 cups of coffee, when I go back through my notes, it’s like reading the transcript of a conversation with a coke head. It’s all over the place: loving life, hating life, ooh shiny, have you heard this band? I love life, I want to travel the world… Continue reading

Posted in Personal Thoughts | Tagged , , | Leave a comment

A Blur of Fact and Fiction

We write what we know, what we have experienced, what we have felt and sometimes the best stories are the dark ones, and then everyone is left guessing what, if anything, was real in the plot line. Continue reading

Posted in Personal Thoughts | Leave a comment