I’m a fiercely loyal friend, who tends to get scrappy in the defence of the people I love (for the record: that’s mentally scrappy – it’s all on the inside and I generally manage to keep my mouth shut and stay out of fistfights, but the knee-jerk response is still there). So, imagine the schism in my brain when the person I want to come to the rescue of and the person I want to kick the tar out of for harming a member of my “clan” are the same person. Continue reading
ipod
feet on pavement
too often
I forget how much I need this
rhythm of my stride
rhythm of the song
rhythm of my heart
As a parallel to the Thousand Searches poem, which seems to have got a lot of people thinking, if not commenting, I’m posting an excerpt from 100 Days (the book I accidently wrote, next time I’ll write one on purpose!). Exploring that same idea of really looking at yourself: Continue reading
Lookie me! got myself a twitter account! A place to write down all those things that make me say: “Oh, I should write that down.” A less substantial, but more frequent, augment to this web site. Something for quick little ‘isms between posts.
Yep, I’m now hip with the twits…er, tweets. Maybe someday I’ll even get a microwave…or a cell phone. Heck, that’s just crazy talk. But, if you’ve got a cell phone, or an internet connection, you can check me out at:
So, tweet me baby! Yep, I’m just that cool.
A thousand searches
I look in the mirror
Eyes finally accepting
I stand out
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