Our desperation to saturate the colours of our shared landscape manifests itself in a lengthy discussion over whether to paint the walls Soujourn Blue or Icefields.
She is too beautiful not to re-marry my grandmother said but I knew my queen’s beauty was her greatest defect. It attracted men to her before she could enchant them with her quirky goodness. And they left her once they had enough honey.
When they are tiny people will say Enjoy it. It goes by too fast. And you will think Seriously? You are not alone. Those hours unfurl slowly. But after a decade the tens of thousands of hours edit themselves into the trailer of a movie you want to watch again.
Sometimes I wish I had to make money because that would put the fire under my ass to grab the puzzle pieces that float around in my brain. I could sort them and join them into something with straight edges that is recognizable to someone else so they could be at ease rather than trying […]
“Well I’m... single.” she whispers. Not in a sheepish way, but in the way one might reveal the secret location of a new tapas bar no one yet knows about. (click title for more...)