It’s not that these have been easy these last few weeks. They haven’t been. Not quite dread, but a feeling of folly surrounds me each time I sit down to write out this weekly ramble. And with that, the wonder of fruitlessness, of this, and so many efforts, while that so precious currency of time…
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Monday Evening Thoughts: 4.14.25
I couldn’t see the moon tonight. Might be that it isn’t out yet, or is hidden behind the veil of clouds cast about the piece of rock I call home. It was bright last night. Perhaps I should have paid better mind while it was here, but alas, I took it for granted. As goes…
Monday Evening Thoughts: 4.7.25
There is a dichotomy, opposing sides, currently in my mind. There is part that doesn’t wish to seem too grim. And, of course, the equal and opposite urge knows that I must be honest, and to do that, at least this evening, grim matters must be broached. So, anyway, off we go.
Monday Evening Thoughts: 3.31.25
Last week wasn’t skipped. Not exactly.
The Veracious Facade 