When Life Leaves

I mean to talk about death. I,  for one, have a point of contention with death. I don't like it, I have issues with it, I don't quite know how to deal with it. I have always been uncomfortable around it. I am not made to be around lifeless bodies. Death is both a thief and… Continue reading When Life Leaves


Losing Touch

Today is the anniversary of someone I know and with whom I lost contact. It is a long story and it is best this way, but I cannot help and wonder how life has been for this person. I am sure I don't cross this pal's mind, and yet I feel nostalgia tonight thinking about… Continue reading Losing Touch