April 5, 2020 Another Sunday, feels like there has been a lot of Sundays lately. Motivation comes in spurts, things to do, but its Sunday, and I want it to be a day of rest. Yet I feel like I have already rested enough these past few weeks. Motivation for Read more…
Into the cavernous hole I descend. Back at work producing energy, I’m home? Deeper into the earth I go. Grim faces sweat, strong arms work. Another day has begun. Suddenly from the depths, a rumble rushes forth. Overhead the earth sh ke a s I run nowhere to hide! Read more…
Here I lie among many bodies, beaten and dying. We travel east into our ever nearing doom The wretched looks of despair, pervades this place. Our lifespan shrinks away like the receding plains of my distant home. Trapped in this living death, there’s no escape, no hope to taste freedom Read more…
April 4, 2020 Another sleepless night comes to an end. I arise to meet the new day. A slug may have more motivation than I have this morning; it’s a combination of a mild hangover, a lack of sleep and a general lethargy that I am falling victim too. It Read more…
To Be Free There’s a star in the night There’s a life in that light And we all do our best to protect it. When the light comes down And You all leave the town The star there it stands all alone. In its dreams it remembers All the Read more…
April 3, 2020 Fifty spins around the sun; still doesn’t feel quite real to me. Life to this point has treated me well; I have had my pain and my trepidation along the way. Like Joe Walsh says “Life’s been good to me so far.” Now is probably the most Read more…
April 2, 2020 Tough night last night; sleep was fleeting and short. Awaken to the same dilemma; motivate my kid and motivate myself. I go for the cup of Jo and sit down and try to work, focus escapes and I find myself emptying the junk drawer. A junk drawer Read more…
April 1, 2020 April fool’s day… I don’t feel foolish and I already know that this isn’t some kind of mass April fool’s joke. I decide coffee is far more important than any fool on T.V. . Upon opening the cupboard for the coffee I discover plates; who is messing Read more…
March 31, 2020 Morning seems to creep up on my broken sleep. Dreams. Strange and vivid dreams haunt my night. I awake slowly hoping that it is the reality of my dream that I awake too. Turning on the TV I see Trudeau’s face, confirming that I am still living Read more…
March 30, 2020 Two weeks ago the world turned upside down as our new reality sunk in. Two weeks seem like two years. In what feels like another era they closed Big White and told us we had to stay away from each other. I try hard to remember what Read more…