I enter the bathroom at half past seven.
As usual there are three things for me to do:
close the toilet lid, put the toothpaste back to the mug and hang up the towel.
Every morning the same sequence.
Once in a while I’d like to surprise myself and do something unexpected but I’d know if I planned it, right?
the tiny secrets
I wanted to keep
dust in the inkwell…
the journey back
to deepest darkest Peru
Susan Beth Furst
if you die in your sleep do you keep on dreaming.
the casual way
‘see you tomorrow’
the past. it is never really over.
the lies we tell
It was just like that sun glasses commercial I once saw on TV. A beautiful woman dressed to kill on a downtown street waving at me as she approaches from afar. As I tentatively wave back her pace quickens. But by the time she reaches me I can see the disappointment on her face. “Oh,” she says, “I thought you were somebody else.” Taking off my Foster Grants I reply, “I am.”
a walk on the wild side delphiniums
i have the ability. quite genetic i believe. to blink either of my eyes. no not simultaneously but individually. 😉
what do you think
it really means