It’s not evening. The time I’m writing this. It’s morning. Feels like a Sunday, funny enough. For all you historians of this nonsense. Might be that I’m feeling like a younger man today, all stupid and sick and such.
Tag: monday evening thoughts
Monday Evening Thoughts: 10.7.24
Feasting upon some auburn twilight, I thought of insignificance. My own, of course, but on a grander scale as well. As funny as that may seem. Grand insignificance. Ha. Glad to see my humor isn’t lost yet.
Monday Evening Thoughts: 9.9.24
An infinite amount of thoughts and emotions have been dolled out, digested and ditched since we last met here. And yet the daunting glow of this page still mostly blank seems to strike so many from my mind. Metaphysical stage fright, I suppose. So, I’d best get on with pushing through. The show must go…
Monday Evening Thoughts: 9.2.24
Thought I would play more music today. Don’t get me wrong, there was plenty played, just thought upon my original scheme of the day that I’d be more centric in it. But ‘twas not so, at least as of now. And as far as today goes, it’s just me and these personalities left to craft…
The Veracious Facade 