Katie: oh Oliver, Iām your mother. I used to bathe you
Oliver: Well Iāve got new stuff since then
Day: October 12, 2017
SpeechlessĀ
Ray: What? Our family crest is Pinocchio pushing a wheelchair
Perch
For the 2nd day in a row, Iāve come to my perch by the window. Like a little birdie sitting in my nest. Enjoying the sun āļø
Itās lunchtime again and Iām trying to read but I canāt. Not literally of course. I can read! I Love ā¤ļø to read! Though it almost feels like I need to learn how all over again.
The words are like sand in an hourglass slipping through my mind. Free falling. Nothing stays. Forever. Man what a prospect. To have something last a lifetime.
Iām not alone, several folks are in the same boat with me. Or different boat but in the same sea of churning emotions. Itās an angst filled world people. And while my problems may be of the champagne variety, they still suck.
Iām determined to turn this frown upside down. Writing this snippet helped. I think my iceberg of writersā block is breaking. And now Iāll play some tunes and get swept away.
As always more to come.