Sometimes I Climb the Walls and Lie on the Ceiling
. . What would I do with another hour? . I'd probably wait it out... . You may think that is a waste of precious time, that such a gift of an extra hour should be used more productively. Perhaps you are right... . A large portion of my life has been about waiting. Different... Continue Reading →
Every day our ego has several a little deaths. Do I mean that as in - petit mort - the French euphemism for orgasm or do I mean it literally? And am I using ‘literally’ correctly or incorrectly? Do I care… someone out there probably thinks I should care and may even feel the need... Continue Reading →
