She was waiting for him when he opened the car door, sitting in the passenger seat smoking a cigarette. “Hey! What are you doing here? This is my car!” She turned to face him and smiled, then exhaled and tossed the still-burning cigarette out the partly opened window. “Oh, hi. I’ve been waiting for you.” [...]
Well, you know. Sometimes you have to come at things in a different way. It isn’t easy. Take the firehose of negativity at 4:00 a.m.—where does this stuff come from? I sort of know by now, of course, and this week came across a chunk of solid proof. But that’s not where the effort lies.
I could have been an outlaw preacher. This will have to do.
There’s too much going on and moving much too fast. I’ve written this post at least six times. Each version was completely different and obsolete by dawn.
Some days my only exercise is a walk to the top of the driveway to smell the air and scan the horizon. Today, this Saturday morning, is different. I will change the spark plugs on the car, buy tequila and lotto tickets, and maybe visit the storage unit—a ritual push against the tourist traffic, that, [...]
Sign up for JHF✫NEWS (new book notices), get a FREE EBOOK!