Bleeding it in…..

I always felt that love was such a unique experience that it could or would only happen once in my lifetime. I have many theories as to where this feeling came from but that is for another time and another place. Those of us with crippling self-doubt never thought that love would be something that... Continue Reading →

Riding the Wave,

There is no question that I have lived with depression the vast majority of my life. I find it hard to believe that most haven’t experienced this feeling whether they want to admit it or not, I just don’t see how it is avoidable. There were many moments where I have let it take me... Continue Reading →

Forgiveness.

What is a forgivable act? What is not? Why do people show up in court to forgive someone who has just murdered a member of their family, while someone in the next courtroom tears into the defendant wishing them nothing but the worst for the time left they have on this Earth. It amazes me... Continue Reading →

All the falling pieces…..

Ever play that game where you sit and contemplate the existence you would have had had you not taken a right an hour ago and instead taken a left? The one where you dream up scenarios of maybe had you taken that left you would have been involved in some horrific accident or on the... Continue Reading →

…..Be thy Father…..

The main road of the quiet country town veered through wooded acres of land leading its travelers further and further from what most would consider modern convenience. Passersby drove the numerous hills leading them into what was known as the "Hilltowns", and located about half way up the second to last hill, twas a long... Continue Reading →

So long to the longing….

The light rises from Green to yellow. I am to yield or proceed with caution as I approach the busy intersection. I am too far away though to logically make it through.   The path forward shows no obstacles that would prevent me from pressing down the gas pedal and blowing right throw the changing light... Continue Reading →

Running with a bomb…..

She held a bomb in her hands, one planned for me.  The kind from the cartoons that is round and black and literally has the word "Bomb" written on the sides in white lettering.  She pulled out a strike anywhere match and stared at the red tip. The historically gentle woman knew that this bomb... Continue Reading →

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