There is no map that directed me here, no compass quivering towards this place. There are no markers that lead to this spot. No guide leading me to this destination. In no way was I assisted by the sun. Nor did I follow any moonlit path. The stars above did not point hither. And the universe […]
Tag: hurt
Of a Chance
At the outset, the possibilities were many, the future was bright and hopeful, the outlook was wantonly optimistic. The broad scope of mutual intent, the want and promise of the world, could not be fully delivered for, or by either. So, in incrementally, tiny, measures, the euphoria did fade, and the emotional expanse, and all of […]
On being decent (or what I envision as decency)
I often wish I were a more complex man. In wishing for such a burden it is only my yearning to see and feel things more deeply than I already feel. Maybe it’s the sophistication that I wish I were able to attain. Maybe it’s a suave, intellectual-type image that I envision for myself in […]