Well, I woke up Sunday morningWith no way to hold my head that didn’t hurtAnd the beer I had for breakfast wasn’t badSo I had one more for dessertThen I fumbled in my closet for my clothesAnd found my cleanest dirty shirtAnd I shaved my face and combed my hairAnd stumbled down the stairs to…
Category: Dear Diary
Sunsets and a Little Swagger
I spent my afternoon reading and editing some of my older posts. I also revised and still didn’t send the email to my ex-fiancee that I mentioned in my earlier post. There’s a good chance I won’t send it. When I’ve reached out in the past a few different things happen. First, I almost immediately…
There Is Always Hope…
I’ve mentioned (and lamented) my new, old habit of wasting time on social media and non-social media (or I guess what could just be called regular old media – news). Entire hours go by, which bleeds into the day, and the next thing I know that cat is bugging me to feed him dinner. The…
Stickman at Sunset
Given the fiction I was composing earlier this morning, one might have thought I’d have spent my afternoon writing. One would be wrong. After my deliciously simple lunch, I had coffee and read a little bit. It occurred to me that this morning I read poetry, which might have gotten the creative juices going. This…
Quietly After
It was definitely thunder that I heard…. the sky was clear, but something was brewing. In lots of places around the country, summer brings pop-up thunderstorms. My experience in Memphis is that these things come out of nowhere pretty quickly. I stood on my balcony for a few minutes watching the lightening, and then the…
Independence Day
For the first time in 20 years (or at least I think it’s the first time) I will miss the 4th of July party that my friends and their parents host. They weren’t sure if they were going to have it this year. A week or two ago they said it was back on. These…
Of Little Consequence
The other day, I added a new sub-category, dear diary, to the blog. I’m not sure if it will make any sense – but the idea was to create a spot where the annoyingly (to me) mundane posts will go. The ones that I don’t care for but inevitably write. The ones that talk about…
Dear Diary
I’ve been avoiding writing. As best as I can tell it’s for a few different reasons: I’ve been thinking a lot about what I’m going to do next (without a whole lot of options); I’ve been coming around to accepting that anger at my ex (as much as I want to believe it’s never the…
FAILED MEDITATIONS
Tonight was another night when my mind was all over the place. I read a bit more of the book I started. Loved this passage – almost spit my drink out. It’s about an Irishman on his first trip to New York in the 70s. I boarded a bus amid the swelter and noise. Later…
PANIC (SORTA) AT THE GROCERY STORE
Even though I plan to be out of town for a bit, I needed to get things like cat food and some staples for when I get back (I’m out of bread and milk and eggs). Quite honestly the news on this virus has been all over the place, and I suspect we’ll end up…
FREE WEDNESDAY AT THE BROOKS
The Memphis Brooks Museum of Art has free admission on Wednesdays. Today happens to be a Wednesday – score. After a long morning of writing, thinking, reading, and exercise – a visit to a museum seemed in order. It is a fairly small museum – though when I look at their collection online – I…