This poem is being written in stages to highlight the things I do toward frugal living. This is what I have written so far: Waste not. Want not. Growing up; my daily life was filled with the saying, “waste not, want not.” When you’re young, what clue do you have in lives dot? As weContinue reading “Waste not. Want not: sandwich bags”
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Once there was Darkness
Chapter 23 Kol was just standing in the middle of his chamber. “My king?” He wanted to say a million different things. But nothing came out. Each thought was fighting for supreme rule. He slowly moved his head toward her. His movements were of someone in great pain. She smiled, taking his hand. He wouldContinue reading “Once there was Darkness”
Once there was Darkness
The Fall Part 2 A hole was burning inside Kol. ‘Where was she and why? Was she okay?’ He couldn’t sleep. Back and forth he paced. 14 days, no Kessa. He felt like he needed to go look for her but had no idea where to start. 21 days, no Kessa. He walked back upContinue reading “Once there was Darkness”
I’m the fool
For a split second. A brief moment in time. I thought. I prayed your apology might be genuine. The call you made. This game will fade. Then I prayed, “God if this is real, lay it on my heart to deal.” But the need, desire isn’t there. Quite to the contraire. Then I get anContinue reading “I’m the fool”
“I’m proud of you.”
What was the best compliment you’ve received? In Dec. 2003, I bought my first house. Small; less than 1,000 square feet. It almost didn’t qualify for a mortgage. In the spring of 2004, I got to bring dad here to show him ‘my house.’ Well, mine and the bank. That was the first time inContinue reading ““I’m proud of you.””
Once there was Darkness
The Fall next Part 1 “Max, where’s Kessa?” Kol asked. He felt a twinge of sadness. It was as if he was looking in a mirror, he looked thin. Other than his hair and his eyes, he didn’t recognize himself. Max lowered his gaze. “She told General Marcus and myself that she needed some time.Continue reading “Once there was Darkness”
Sick days
I went to the doctor, GP. This event was anything but free. With the introduction of covid, I had to see. This thing started out as a throat tickle. Now, I’m in quite the pickle. Dry hacking cough, turned into nasty wet cough. I know there wasn’t an elephant sitting on my chest. Maybe aContinue reading “Sick days”
Beyond the weirdness: kinda cool
Once there was Darkness
Chapter 22 Part 2 “My king. We missed the boat.” “Boats wait for me.” He had a big grin on his face. “What happened? What can you remember?” “I went to dad’s. He was laying on the floor. As I rushed to him, something hit me from behind. That’s all I remember.” She rolled overContinue reading “Once there was Darkness”
My fault, really?
I don’t deal with emotional stuff well. Life has taught me not to dwell. Crap happens. Move on. Who cares if you got your feelings hurt? Be done. ‘Oh, you got your little feelings hurt?’ Overrated. Moot, overrated, antiquated. I hear you. Don’t care. You’re the one with the problem, do you dare? So IContinue reading “My fault, really?”
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