Johnny’s gone
As soon as the last guest left Clara locked the door and meticulously cleaned the bar. She washed the glasses and swept the floor. Thirty minutes later she left her […]
As soon as the last guest left Clara locked the door and meticulously cleaned the bar. She washed the glasses and swept the floor. Thirty minutes later she left her […]
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
rejuvenatement - not retirement
words and scribble.
The Quantumverse
Poetry, haiku. Life, word play, puns, free verse
About fantastical places and other stuff