Spring break had been threatening to drag me off (oh twist my arm) into a realm of vacation – before my vacation. Bob Marley was even there to wake me up at 7:30 every morning… I hate you now Bob… The sense of holiday led my Human and I to do a bit more local …
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Celebrate the little
One new blog subscriber. One sip of Mezcal.Two days of getting it right for once.Two baked potatoes in foil.…
an impossibility
i am the ass beaten for seeing beaten for knowing beaten for my halting steps beaten for my dread awe of what is there there in the moment there just ahead on the path yet there is the stick coming down again drumming my hide for more action and i must go forward or bear …