In the last couple weeks, I have been a part of a spiral of issues. I was going to say "I fell into a spiral of issues," but that makes it sound like they took me down, and they didn't...
There are some rather odd and ridiculous sayings that come to mind under the influence of such mischievous quiddities as whiskey and autumntime.
Some time around noon, you'll give me a call//Rolling around, laughing, and together//We'll fall
Smile as the foolish comforts vie for your attention. They needed you far more than you ever needed any one of them.
Waiting for inspiration to strike With lightning as the Archetype And this... This is my flaw Yes, this is the primeval turnpike I hasten to chase east winds, and ripe The pith... Such is the dawn This childish heart... seasons are the dike Patience like a typhoon and stipe And I... Not yet a shaw... Continue Reading →