Maybe it is the very question. That which pulls me back, week after week- with all the irregularities in between. Each time one of these begins, the wonder and worry of why plumes about my neurons.
Tag: ramblings
Sunday Morning Thoughts: 7.29.17
I don’t know about you, but for me, it doesn’t take much. Always a vastly easier task to let my mind spiral down than it making it march forward. Toxic thought, coursing about the unattended neurons. Any point in time. That which has, that which is happening and that which has not. And may never…
Sunday Morning Thoughts: 7.22.18
This one started Sunday morning. Early. So early, we believed it still be Saturday night. Such wonderful fools.
Sunday Morning Thoughts: 7.15.18
You can’t keep every word. Something gets lost, eventually. Or thrown away. You can only keep so much in the collection of what falls out of your head. Even less room for keeping the words that fall from the heads of others.
The Veracious Facade 