stories without a point, pointed sticks, jokes without punchlines, sputtering angry outbursts, ephemeral whatnots, wispy thoughts, sad regrets, dreams of spring, nostalgia for childhood lost, nosy neighbors, noisy neighbors, what the neighbors left behind when they moved, whiskers on kittens, stuff that was stolen, art that was found, misty water colored memories of the way things were, raindrops on eyelashes, foreign body lodged in lower eyelid, cluttered bookshelves, cabinet of curiosities
Monday, January 2, 2017
Paving the Road With Good Intentions
Nope, not hoping to end up here! Too toasty even on a cold January night.
My intentions for the New Year are few:
(always possible to paraphrase the Dalai Lama),
bed by 11 pm, exercise most days, reading books I love.