while remembering the old.
Over the course of the past year and a half there have been many dark moments. Some I chose to never speak of again, as you can imagine when the heart gets broken and the mind gets low there are thoughts that enter your head that, while I recognize their severity, I am not too... Continue Reading →
I have been a Nirvana fan since I was a young teenager. The primal screams and pain that emanated from his throat spoke to me as a boy deep in the throws of the stereotypical “teenage angst”. Yes I had the ripped jeans, yes I had the Chuck Taylors, yes I had the long blond... Continue Reading →
The stove pops and hisses while the homemade Chicken noodle soup slowly completes its boil. A Television in the background provides the only conversation that has taken place all day. Silence is golden? Not to the overly active mind it isn’t. Sometimes there just needs to be sound and sometimes there needs to be a... Continue Reading →
May of 2016 I walked into a Guitar Center to look, I swear just look, at guitars. Hung high upon the wall was a Derek Trucks Gibson SG. It showcased a natural wood with a red finish and it was gorgeous. I had a plan throughout the six months that she lived with me that... Continue Reading →
Parked on the side of a four lane street in West Springfield, MA across from a row of moderately kept apartment buildings, our station wagon tries to occupy the time of a young boy no more than five and two young girls approximately seven and three. The two girls play around in the third row... Continue Reading →
Learning my new life, 