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Still life

Sitting alone in the corner, I’m comfortable alone. That doesn’t mean that I like it, but it’s easier sometimes. Being alone.  A jazz ensemble is playing an ambient piece, I’m at the monthly evening event at my local museum of … Continue reading

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Summer of Love…¬†

The summer of love was ushered in by a full moon on the solstice in 1967, tonight returns the full moon and the solstice. ¬†Sitting in my front yard I watch the moon rise with my friend and she has … Continue reading

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One door closes…

Today I transitioned from lovers to friends. That’s a nice way of saying we moved on or broke up. There was a reason, a good one, but that doesn’t remove the pain from my heart.  As an attempt at solace, … Continue reading

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The sweet smell of change…

Sitting on the plane, I smelled oranges, the smell woke me out of a dead spin towards self pity, having just left the warm embrace of friends and family headed back to my lonely bachelor life, tearful good byes to … Continue reading

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Lonely at the bottom

  When you sink low enough, you are at your loneliest, that’s when you need to talk, to find a reason to pick yourself up and and make your way back up to the shimmering surface where life goes on.  … Continue reading

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Bearing water, bearing hope

I was talking to a friend who lost her son, she was having difficulty with the pain of the holiday, I told her that it was normal to feel all of those feelings of loss and guilt and depression, the … Continue reading

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What is reality

   I wake most every day and know that it could be my last, that’s not a bad thing, that’s just the reality for every soul riding this rock. The bad thing is, sometimes wish that it were.   The … Continue reading

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