There's a moment of stillness when I'm outdoors its cloudy, but there is light shining through I notice how timeless everything is my friends' laughter, the sound of birds, How temporary it all is a gentle gust of wind swoops upward past me past everyone and everything rustling the grass affectionately, lifting up my spirits … Continue reading Joy

Flower Beds

I am running out of space to bury my dead pets. The places that are easy to dig, anyway. "Poppy!" I hollered at my puppy dog to stop digging up Boyo from his recent and shallow grave. She shied away as I carried a shovel towards the flowerbed in progress. Living on a farm, the … Continue reading Flower Beds

Being Alone

Can you stand the silence? I wonder how the lonely places of the world/universe feel. Granted, personification is a very human thing to do,(Google says that the word itself means giving "the attribution of a personal nature or human characteristics to something nonhuman, or the representation of an abstract quality in human form") you can't handle … Continue reading Being Alone