Today’s Perfect Moment is one of those moments that, at first glance, seem rather banal; however, upon reflection, are anything but. Today’s Perfect Moment is celebration of the rites of spring. Today, in a celebratory mood, and possessing coupon which … Continue reading
My morning routine is pretty set. After showering and shaving, and before I feed the cat, I try my best to enjoy my breakfast (which includes coffee) while listening to the radio. Though they had stopped the practice for a … Continue reading
I left my house early this morning. I was running late (probably because I was checking my phone when I should have been drinking my coffee and stuffing my yogurt into my lunch bag) and felt very unsure of making … Continue reading
I am not a whiner about winter, but c’mon. It’s April 14th. I woke up to bird sounds when I looked to see if they had delivered the newspaper or not. Birds were singing. I took that as a pretty … Continue reading
According to my mother, I was not a bad child. As far as my teachers were concerned, I had a stubborn streak, was a little precocious, was rather defiant, and had a temper. I guess mothers can see beyond all … Continue reading
The therapy for leg, according to my doctor, is walk. I was feeling a bit of cabin fever, so that is what I did. As it turns out, it was a beautiful, not like winter at all, kind of day. … Continue reading
She was beautiful, she had her own style, and she was reading On The Road. I am not going to wax lyrical about the book. I have conflicting feelings about the book. I have read it several times and felt … Continue reading
Yesterday’s Perfect Moment was a bit of indulgence. After a morning of doctor appointments which only yielded further appointments, and a fruitless search at the library for something to read, I was ready for indulgence. I shouldn’t whine too much. … Continue reading
I wish they had put a hole in the boards and not made me take this picture from the side through a chain-link fence. Oh well. There is still that little boy in me who can stop and look at … Continue reading
Sometimes I feel like I am living the movie “They Live.” Sometimes, when I glance at things, I see things that just can’t be real. I see things that force me to look again, and even after that second look … Continue reading
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