It was a slow fast with less meaning this year for all of the obvious reasons. The funny thing about it is I wasn’t particularly hungry and until around six I didn’t notice the lack of food or coffee. What I did notice was not being able to call my dad and grandfather to ask… Continue reading A Slow Fast With Less Meaning
Month: September 2018
The Screams Won’t Haunt You Anymore
I am what they call two minutes awake after a 90 minute nap except that doesn’t make much sense to me. Can’t figure out if it is because I fell asleep at around 9:30 and just woke up or if it’s something else. The veil between sleep and awake is barely pierced and I am… Continue reading The Screams Won’t Haunt You Anymore
She Won’t Read This
The dividing line between Roanoke and Northlake is somewhere between the Racetrack and Cleveland Gibbs road but hell if I know exactly where. I just know I get out there for business reasons and that every time I go I feel like I am crossing over time and space. It is not the same as… Continue reading She Won’t Read This
The Secrets Of Our Lives
“I hear you live in Texas now.” “That is true.” “How long have you been divorced?” “Which time?” “Oh, yeah, this time.” “Long enough that people like you are asking questions.” “Well you know we used to see you all the time and now we don’t.” “It is a long commute from Dallas to LA.”… Continue reading The Secrets Of Our Lives
