Just got out of work. Poured a glass of whiskey. On some principle. Or habit. This is the week, though. Anticipation abundant. It happens a different week every year, but in six of those trips around the sun, I’ve always held a reverence for this week. The lead up to my favorite show. A day…
Author: bruceduluoze
Sunday Morning Thoughts: 9.30.18
Not meaning to be insulting, but, it is a fool who thinks self-discovery can be accomplished during life.
Sunday Morning Thoughts: 9.23.18
The beer is fine on the carpet. We’ll sleep tomorrow. So today, was not what I thought it would be. As though it ever could be to be begin with. Yet still, what I had vaguely schemed the first time I attempted waking this morning was far off from what was. But looking back, I…
Sunday Morning Thoughts: 9.2.18
What is worth? Worth time? Money? Worth heartbreak and sorrow? Worth loss? What is worth you best intentions? Why is some other worth none at all? Is it worth the effort? Worth any of this at all?
The Veracious Facade 