Fill your bowl to the brim and it will spill. Keep sharpening your knife and it will blunt. I was once out for a walk, back from the chiropractor I think, feeling all open and aligned. The sun was shining, a light breeze was blowing; it was, as Winnie the Pooh would have said, a … More ToV 9 – MOAR peace? pfft!
the shadow of the highrise slides northward the sun has not yet reached the diner But it warms the storefront on the corner where two shopclerks sit in blue aprons leaning on ledges and crates sharing cigarettes and stories it could be 1952 until a woman walks by shouldering a laptop bag cigarettes dismissed they … More Sohbet – Corner Storefront
I miss that zip-zip sound corduroy pants used to make when I was a kid. Cords seem to have lost something from the ribbed pants of my stripey-shirted, yes-avacado-is-a-colour-and-it-goes-great-with-pumpkin, 70’s childhood. So, I’ve been wondering as I walk around, my pants more of a stuttered whisper than that zip-zip I used to love, what’s changed?
rough day just wanted to sit outside drinking coffee and blinking slowly outside, two separate parties within 50 meters of my back door loud, boisterous you’d think the collective unconscious of all the hangovers in this ‘hood would somehow have the power to ward off such noise on a Sunday afternoon alas, not so I … More Day 92 – Sunday afternoon
Sometimes it’s easier to be really sick. Really sick means you don’t do anything outside of your immediate needs (Is there food in the house? Am I developing that old man smell?). Great training for being in the moment out of utter necessity. All the rest of that stuff is beyond bothering with. Having got … More Day 91 – it’s hard to plug into life at half speed