The ivy has grown thick to the point that you wonder if it is now becoming one with the brick and what haven't I photographed of this place. And yes, we've moved into his space. And I think I should be a better steward of what I claim as my own space.
Today I am grateful for this time and this space and that music and amen.
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A rare glimpse behind the camera, beautiful.
You are kind. I was trying to smile to prove my brother wrong. Didn't work.
I have the same glitch, even though I have plenty to smile about.
Where are you?
Same place I've always been, if you asking me.
An old boyfriend who is now married?
Affraid so,guess that makes me a sorry MOFO. Anyway here I am, harmless and can't help it.
You just enjoy watching me make a fool of myself, and I do see the appeal of that.
Nope, got that one all wrong. I enjoy seeing things through your lense and reading what you write. Nothing foolish about it, maybe over my head at times.Allways enjoyed what you had to say, back in the day. Now to prove I'm not a F'n robot.
Kind and funny. I liked that about you. Thank you for being here. It could get lonely if it weren't for nice folks like you.
Why did you ask " where are you?"? Just curious if I answered correctly, if you were asking me.
At the time the question made complete sense. Now less so. I know that doesn't give what you what you need, but it's the best I can do. After enough time I don't even understand what I write, and that's actually comforting. Now to prove I'm not a F'n robot.
Hell, I don't even know what I need. No problem.
Have you ever considered that we are possible just F'n robots? Nevermind. The robot says that I'm not.
Maybe an Android, cause I like to drink coffee and cuss when needed.
Is it ever really needed? No, I don't think. I know a great writer who says you just have to create your own words and he's Seuss like when he does it. It's funny, but I think he's right. Cussing makes me lazy, like an afternoon in a Mississippi August. It the heat and then the giggle.
Coffee? Yes. Definitely.
Cussing? You think I could quit it?
Maybe not needed but sometimes required. I'm more selective the older I get, my younger days had very little filter. Some people can't be communicated with without it, or at least they don't want to. I still have the skills to communicate with those types even though I don't like to. Sure you can quit, I have several times. Damn this coffee is good. Gotta go, here comes one of those "people".
People in quotes are ones I don't usually like wasting my breath on and they are few and far between. I most like to use the cussing while telling a good story to a loved one. It can elicit an extra giggle. It's like the people I do in front of are my closest friends and family. Funny who we cuss in front of, but I'm pretty sure I won't stop using one of those words at a key point in a story or while backpacking around a good thorn patch.
Again, thank you for being here. It feels like a gift.
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