Saturday, June 28, 2025

I understand...

or do I?
you're not the first
who wants me
to stay hidden
in the shadows
only come when called
but don't call you.
If what you
already have
is so good
why am I here?
What's really missing from
where you are?
Think about it
and let me know
the next time you call.

Sunday, June 22, 2025

It's too hot for fun...

 Hopefully, mid-week will be tolerable. In the 80s instead of the 90s.

Ann has had ten radiation treatments so far. Another 10-15 to go.
She'll probably re-schedule at least two maybe four.
She's my driver to get me to cataract surgery and back home, 
plus the follow-up appointments the day after.
This Thursday is for the right eye then next Monday they'll
do the left eye. I want it done. I want to see better.

I met the surgeon. I like him a lot. We hit it off really well.
He's confident but not cocky. Also is the owner of the clinic.
Thirty or forty years of experience. 

Tomorrow I take Carol for her CT scan. She doesn't drive
anymore. Hopefully, they will not see anything concerning.

Gonna be a busy couple of weeks.
Such is life for old folks, eh?

Thursday, June 19, 2025

Jack Kerouac (poem)...

I don't want a job,
a mortgage, or weekend plans.

I want moonlight on my face,
a road with no end,

and a silence that understands me.

(found at urgetocreate.tumbler.com)


 

 

 

 

 

 

 

holy shit
what a good
lookin' man.