“What a difference a day makes. Twenty-four little hours…”
—Maríah Grever, translated by Stanley Adams.
Life is short. Unless you’re in the midst of a living hell, then even a second can be horrendous and appear forever long. But for us average folks, life is crazy short. Continue reading A Year Ago Today… Thank you Facebook for the Daily Reminders
When I got home that night, I noticed the smiling jack-o-lantern in my front yard was crushed.
And I was as crushed as the lantern. Yes the pumpkin had gone way beyond its life expectancy. It was wrinkled beyond recognition, the flies had long stopped buzzing around it. The flies had moved on, it was my turn. This was our last thing. Our last project together. Was I ready to move on? Continue reading Crushed
As I sit in my nearly empty room, with nothing much left to pack but my clothes, some toiletry items and my desk stuff, I can’t help but feel overwhelmed by a sudden wave of nostalgia.
It is time I move on. Renting a room in a house full of people was a phase that served its purpose – it carried me through my divorce and a heavy period of change. Continue reading It’s Almost Time
Nearly 20 years ago a woman I’d hired as an entertainer for festivals back home in Canada told me I was going to end up living in the South West.
“Phoenix maybe. Or no, I’m thinking more Southern California. Yeah, that’s where you’ll end up. Way South in California, but not LA. No, you’ll be living in San Diego.”
Continue reading My Life – Where it Stands…