Family matters
Entering the restaurant I sensed the odor, tobacco smoke and olive oil, garlic and basil mingling with my fear. “Right through… he’s in his office,” the fedora-man hissed; pressing the […]
Entering the restaurant I sensed the odor, tobacco smoke and olive oil, garlic and basil mingling with my fear. “Right through… he’s in his office,” the fedora-man hissed; pressing the […]
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, Photography, haiku, Life, word play, puns, free verse
About fantastical places and other stuff