60 is 100

& other thoughts from my daily adventures

i was abducted by aliens once.

they never returned me.

so now i live here.

here’s a mocha that looks like morgan freeman’s freckles as my thanks for driving me to two different lakes.
indecision.
"last night i watched a silent film about kale"
i feel like that’s what the people that go to that cafe would talk about.
always smiling but never happy
always frowning but never sad
what are you? mad?
i stole a thing you said and put it in a song, i hope that’s okay.
but you didn’t even remember saying it.

sometimes i sit in my room and think of all the ways i could melt and wonder how long it would be until someone found me.

You’re here
For a moment a least
I’m here
Don’t hold back.

You’re here
For a moment a least
I’m here
Don’t hold back.

Seeking a moment of serenity 
I’m lost in the woods trying to find the ocean.
Perhaps I missed the point.

Seeking a moment of serenity
I’m lost in the woods trying to find the ocean.
Perhaps I missed the point.

Blocked by a flower 
In the early morning sun
What about your smile?

Blocked by a flower
In the early morning sun
What about your smile?

chaos and kindnessearly morninghop on the wrong bushave a giggle about itventure across the cityasleep on my feetcrossing closed roadshalifax is getting a face lift it seemslocalsource, eggs for me, bread for milliethank you westward bound for breakfastalmost lunch time by nowscramble, toast, saladaloe for annie’s backyesterday’s sun was too generous at the baseball gameaway with you, go to cape bretonhop on my bike and head to the tattoo shopleaves and berriesrosewater breathmovement and timingmeditationagitationstretch my legssome watercompletesaniderm, blowing my mindprosthetic scab? handy.back home and Lindley visitssings a song before gottingennew truckbump bump vroomrice and crappy nachosrun into samson and jill and rebecca and molly and keltie and flowermovies now but i always sleepI never make it through the whole thingor even half of itzzzzzzzzzzzz

chaos and kindness

early morning
hop on the wrong bus
have a giggle about it
venture across the city
asleep on my feet
crossing closed roads
halifax is getting a face lift it seems
localsource, eggs for me, bread for millie
thank you 
westward bound for breakfast
almost lunch time by now
scramble, toast, salad
aloe for annie’s back
yesterday’s sun was too generous at the baseball game
away with you, go to cape breton
hop on my bike and head to the tattoo shop
leaves and berries
rosewater breath
movement and timing
meditation
agitation
stretch my legs
some water
complete
saniderm, blowing my mind
prosthetic scab? handy.
back home and Lindley visits
sings a song before gottingen
new truck
bump bump vroom
rice and crappy nachos
run into samson and jill and rebecca and molly and keltie and flower
movies now but i always sleep
I never make it through the whole thing
or even half of it
zzzzzzzzzzzz

Cousin Meg and handsome Abe came to visit in the city
twisting curls up into buns makes Abey look so pretty.
Wooden monkey to share some meals
And learn about kinds of eels.
Sun setting, time for these two to go
North bound to a sweet island I know.

☀️                          ☀️To make an escape To be closer to the sun We have all been there.☀️                          ☀️

☀️                          ☀️
To make an escape
To be closer to the sun
We have all been there.
☀️                          ☀️

I still think of that hay-bale and how badly I wanted to be inside of it.  I have never wanted for anything more in my entire life.

I visited Laura today after work.
It was hot so we drank tall cans of beer.
And then I practiced riding my bike with no hands.

Tiny beers and giggles.

Tiny beers and giggles.