Sunday Afternoon on the fence

“it was one of those times where nothing was lost because         nothing had ever been found…”               –Charles Bukowski It was a very strange weekend, indeed.   I learned something about myself:  I have grown.   Old habits die hard, but sometimes, when they come back,  their seduction isn’t quite as polished as before.  It is ok,…

Life Continues

That pretty much says it all doesnt it? I spent the day spring cleaning. It feels good to let go of crap. Why do I wait so long to remember this absolute fact? It’s all so symbolic of the past self-induced mental anguish I put myself through instead of letting go of people and things…