She stepped into the barroom, I was sipping on my milk.

One of us in the wrong place, her voice like faded silk.

She said, ” I’m pretty sure I know you.” I said, “Yes your name is Sage.”

“I knew you when I was younger, when red hair was all the rage.”

She smiled but looked distant, no clear details to recall.

I left her on that barstool, not going back and that is all.

I’ve had this running battle.

Avoiding normal was a fued.

On the farm with hay and cattle.

Not gonna be that dude.

A one way ticket to the town.

Now it’s years since I am here.

With all the crazy going around.

I want normal now I fear.

It is peaceful now…

They are quiet now as the days grow shorter.

You can practically smell their fear in the long nights: they are unprepared for winter.

Who can blame them really?

It’s my favorite time just before Halloween 🎃

That day to day grind is what I signed up for…

I’m not complaining, I’m tired.

This to shall pass.

Stay the course…

5 a.m. on a Wednesday. No sleep to be had and I don’t want to get up.

Sometimes the next right thing is just getting up and facing the day.

I’m writing again which stirs up all sorts of shite from a sleeping past.

Maybe the best thing is to just go back to work where I don’t think or write…

If I didn’t cause it.

I don’t know the cure for it.

I don’t have any control over it.

The older the fiddle.

The sweeter the tune.

Don’t know who wrote that.

Probably left us too soon.

Friendship for me has always been a delicate thing…

Mainly because I haven’t had much experience in this fine art; I never learned the basics of how to make it survive.

I have lost them through ignorance and neediness beyond belief and I have returned this favor to others.

When my daughter was 2, her first full sentence to me was, “You and I are like best friends…”

I will hold onto this one.

David came by today.

I don’t get many visitors.

Life in the city is like that.

We talked about writing and books and the Absurdity of life as lived by some.

I needed this!

A discussion with a like minded adult.

I mailed a painting to California today; titled ‘The Ocean. ‘

This is the goal.

Routine.

Shower, dress, pray if you will, eat, catch the bus, go to school.

Takes about a week to establish after a wonderful drama free beach summer.