Puzzled

It’s when I stopped looking For you….All the time,Every time,That I found the time.  No more staring at the driveway,Or just glancing at the door,Waiting,Knowing you won’t come around no more.No more staring at my phone,Or looking for your name, on the list of who read what where,Waiting,Knowing you’re no longer there.  It’s when IContinue reading “Puzzled”

Clueless – Blissfully Unaware

A lot of the reflecting that I do is brain-related. Or well, I obviously don’t mean the gushy slimy grey matter lump sitting there in your skull, but the brainy things connected to intelligence, or consciousness or awareness and patterns/behaviors that it controls. It’s fun to think about thinking. Or at least, that’s how IContinue reading “Clueless – Blissfully Unaware”

Damn ‘Rona

A little sparrow flew into my living room French doors today. Not because they’re so impeccably clean that you think they might be open, mind you, because I am a lot of things in life, but not a frequent window-cleaner. The dull thud when it hit the glass distracted me from something I was editingContinue reading “Damn ‘Rona”

Comfort Delusions

There’s this thing I do that always makes me hate myself a little bit when I catch myself doing it. Which is, sadly, quite often. But that’s just what happens seeing as I’m a stubborn old goat and stick to bad habits as vigorously as those sticky slimy slap-hands from our early childhoods to…well…anything. SoContinue reading “Comfort Delusions”

On reaching out and taking in.

Have you ever tried holding on to something between your lips? Yaknow, that parking ticket at the garage that is always ripped away at the slightest gust of wind? Or grabbed something with just your fingertips, slowly feeling whatever it is you’ve gotten hold of slipping away every so slightly? Like the edge of yourContinue reading “On reaching out and taking in.”

Cookie crumbles

As I wait for the next batch of food to arrive,From the hands of another stranger..I stare at a lonely crumb on the edge of the couch. So gruesomely brokenTorn away from the whole it once was.Just a remnant of a previous self. Useless now. A mere distraction.And just a reason for cleaning up.No longerContinue reading “Cookie crumbles”

Tinder Tales – Picky

Opening lines are hard in online dating. I know. I’ve been there (that one whole time last week, but hey, I HAVE been there!). Scratch that. Online dating is hard. As a whole. In its entirety. Totally and completely. Scratch that. LOVE is hard. The finding it, building it and keeping it. But that isContinue reading “Tinder Tales – Picky”