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Ships

All of our lives, we hear sayings. Some we understand. Other soar over our heads. Their meanings lost in the clouds. I have heard the phrase “two ships passing in the night” many times during my life. I’m sure I will hear it many more. This is the first time in my life I canContinue reading “Ships”

Getting it wrong

Yesterday, as I’m leaving work; I can hear loud incoherent words. At this point, I’m not sure where they are coming from. As I get closer to my car; a man comes into view. He is walking down the sidewalk. He is mumbling as loudly as he can. Then he screams “SUGAR”; and it’s backContinue reading “Getting it wrong”

Flying Objects

I have taken on a odd job. Or in today’s terms; a side hustle. It started with cleaning windows for a friend of mine. Now, I’m painting his deck. This deck is massive. It’s at least 60 feet long and at its highest point maybe 12 feet high. Even though it’s tiring work; place theContinue reading “Flying Objects”

Rubber Nuisance

Rubber Nuisance Monday’s are always difficult. The weekends are too short and weeks too long. This particular Monday was no exception. I started by riding the struggle bus. But as the day progressed, all it’s tires became flat and was being pulled by a team of mules. At top speed, they rounded a curve causingContinue reading “Rubber Nuisance”

I Dreamt A Little Dream About You

Hi. My name’s Jack. Okay, not really. But I identify with Jack. I like the way it sounds when people say it: JACK. Jack conjures up images of daring adventures and something completely different. So call me Jack. I can draw but I’ve been taking classes to help get my dreams out of my head.Continue reading “I Dreamt A Little Dream About You”