Thursday, September 03, 2009

Wednesday, September 02, 2009

Morning Zen

breathe. Sit back for a moment. Close your eyes. Rub your temple, your nose and your chin at the same time with your fingers and thumbs. Breathe.

Tuesday, September 01, 2009


Soft words. Waiting for inspiration, for words to come. The day filled with both glory and sadness. Bring to mind memories. In high school my uncle came by and checked me out and took me to lunch. The memory of those years is mainly a blur, that event has stood out singularly.