Monthly Archives: August 2023

It’s a cool, quiet Saturday. After 5 days of being baked by early summer heat in the mid to high 80’s, the city is blanketed in low clouds and a refreshingly cold, misty rain. It’s well after dark now, and the rain still floats down and kisses the concrete and glass in the gritty cityContinue reading “Saturday”

This place — this dimly lit place in a bohemian city district.  Its’ bones of old wood are plainly visible; Well kept and cared for wood gives rise to creaky floors.  Its walls are bedecked in dusty art, and columns stand guard at the entry way to the living room.  One can almost see studentsContinue reading “Somewhere in the East”

Winter in the high desert. Cold. Dry. Windy. I’ve left the city behind and decamped to the suburbs for a holiday party. It’s that time of year when half the world gets chummy with coworkers for the evening and pretends to care about the lives of others because they’re also involved in getting a checkContinue reading “The View”