Bucket List Beginning: The Human and In Being

For once I was not led by the ingrained voice of my mother, I was led by my own. Walking down the busy street into town in a morning I regularly see the same homeless guy. He always looks clean enough and rarely says anything. Every time I walk into town I wish I had […]

Dreary Days and Daisy’s

The Raindrops descended and a singular drop of this circular stated moisture fell onto the tip of her nose just as the only tear that would fall that day escaped the corner of her eye. 6 hours of a Wednesday disappearing in a hospital, half of which spent with worry about the new knowledge of […]