it’s too late to talk. To write. To think. I have a headache. It’s 3:49 am. December 6th came and went. Like it always does. But my son’s memory is forever. Two years now since he moved on to the next world. And here I am stuck. i am trying to get unstuck though. I … More HALF
I am in the absolute under in moving. Under boxes. Under thoughts. Under feelings. Under someone else’s treasure from which I call unwanted and unneeded, rusted, or depleted. Under but over the down and the ousted. Over the hurdles, over the bindings that kept me rooted. Over the under’s. Over but not over YOU. Under … More Boxes
I forgot to post the pictures of my latest project. Of taking an abandoned table and breathing life into it. I wrote a whole post about it but I do not know how to link back to it. Basically, it is what keeps me going. I have not had a project to loose myself in. … More Projects
INTO THIS DEEP 