Either Way, We Will Be

Writing on planes is my favorite venue to express myself. Well, no, now that I think of it, my favorite venue to express myself is at home after a lovely dinner with wine and smoking a touch of weed. The keys just seem to know what I want to say. I’m deep at those times,... Continue Reading →

Departing Gifts

I didn’t want to start it like this, but sometimes we can’t control how things need to happen. My mother died 33 years ago, when she was 57 and I was 30. She had been an alcoholic most of my life, at least from the time my first major memories began at five. She probably... Continue Reading →

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