I "heart" you

As opposed to I hurt you. I am a sad little man that sleeps with a mange dog. I suffer in silence. While those around me dance and laugh with joy.

The journey of healing begins before getting sick. Treatment is a form of therapy. visa versa.

symmetry is it's own reward. cash is too.

as one of a team of professionals trained to serve you, I propose that we all go out for a drink, or other bonding experience, and share some truth.

School begins tomorrow. For me not until next Tuesday. First class I've taken in 27 years. It's not too late. Though it is later than you think...

Nebulous Musings

The Fall semester starts this Thursday.
Katherine closes on her house today in Ann Arbor.
Mike and Ann new home warming party this Saturday, Sept 1.
Mark E has a showing of his latest photos in Pontiac this weekend during Art, Beats and Eats.
Mom turned 81 yesterday.
Nick turns 49 this Sunday.
Storm last Friday night took out power in our hood for 15 hours.
Pete was going insane at Ray's because no one else showed up to jam.
All else is folly.
I agree to be compassionate, courteous, helpful, dependable, trustworthy, astute.
I wear a coat of many colors.

Hitting my Stride

This is me
This is my desktop
this is me on my desktop
Looking at myself at home
frozen in time.
paused.

the semester looms large.
last minute people rocking the boat
reviewing the music released this year
preparing for the arrival of brothers
celebrating the life of our birth mom
wasting away in a nursing home
out south lyon way.

random thoughts of relevant events, the weekend before Labor Day.

The End of an Era

Remember when you were a kid.
Life was full.
Now it's just day after day of emptiness.
I feel like I'm floating in a void.
A pool of clear cool water.

Mom is back in hospital. Gall Stones are killing her. Doctors are murdering her. Family is idle.

The conflicts in life are enormous.

the solutions are minute.

cooperation, compassion, coordination, commitment.

it just keeps getting better.