So, last week was pretty much hellfire and brimstone aimed at my dwelling. Wish I could say I did the celebrity walkout with explosions in the background... (Source) But I didn't. Got nicely caught in the crossfire happening in my own brain. I'm still dealing with aftermath and all the beautiful particles and things. I …
Neruda; the flowers.
I have had a little obsession lately that has sprung up in my bones. It's really been waiting for me for years, ever since I saw the first line in a Neruda poem. I don't remember what that first line was. I do remember the feeling, though. "Oh, hello. It's so wonderful to see you again." …
Dave The Bookstore Guy (AKA the Swinger)
My in-real-life friends know about the bookstore guy. I met him a couple of months ago at a local bookstore and had a fascinating chat with him about maps and travel (TWO of my favorite things, as all my friends know). I ran out before I got his phone number and didn't see him again, …
I have a strange sickness today.
It's called "I'm sick of my ego so I'm crashing it into a large cement wall." I could write you an elegantly edited, scripted, neat little post but again, I'm crashing my ego into the wall right now. So this will not be elegant or pretty. It might be spiritual. But you can call my …
Laurie Works 