Commuting
I look for little things: the goslings eating grass, the hues of green that change from day to day, the way the water ripple from the breeze. I listen for […]
I look for little things: the goslings eating grass, the hues of green that change from day to day, the way the water ripple from the breeze. I listen for […]
Running in the slow lane
The view from here ... Or here!
“Life is like riding a bicycle. To keep your balance, you must keep moving.” — Albert Einstein
chronicling my quarter life crisis
Now we see through a glass, darkly
Poems and psychosis.
rejuvenatement - not retirement
words and scribble.
The Quantumverse
Poetry, Photography, haiku,