Walked across to Brooklyn, and then back to Manhattan. Watched the sun set, then watched as the lights of New York City began to twinkle. There was history in every direction. Tourists and locals walked together. If you stood still long enough, you could lose count of the different languages going by. This bridge holds so many stories… it’s almost magic how they wash over … Continue reading Brooklyn Bridge
More Moscato, because, wine. I bought the bottle and had two glasses here. The bartender was nice enough to re-cork the bottle and let me take it home. And because a trip to New York City wouldn’t be complete without a fall… let me just say the the barstool was a couple inches taller than my ass. So after slipping off the stool (gracefully. no, … Continue reading Bar Veloce
Okay, maybe I AM a morning person. Because here I sit, wide awake, listening to the wind and staring out the window and pondering the meaning of life before the sun comes up. Or maybe it’s not that deep. Maybe I just have to pee, but I’m too cozy to leave this bed. Just when I think I don’t like something, I find myself loving … Continue reading Morning, Interruptions and Revelations
“Bless you. And good morning!” I picked up my phone and tapped back, “Good morning! And that wasn’t me who sneezed. I think it was L.” (our upstairs neighbor) Her response was, “How funny, it sounded like it came from your room. I’m going to go workout. Will be coming in and out to warm up.” She liked to jump rope outside, which would have … Continue reading These walls do talk
In the summer of 1982, my parents took us on a road trip that included New York City. I have wonderful memories of that trip, and some old pictures screaming to be scanned… you know the kind of pictures that have been stuck, and unstuck, in different photo albums, and then tucked away in envelopes and pulled out from time to time. Since coming back … Continue reading “My Love” Then and Now
I’m so distracted today. Maybe it’s the weather. Or it could be that I just don Continue reading Squirrel
Sneaky little emotion. At the end of a perfectly good day, it hits. Stomachache. Headache. What is that, the flu? I’ve had my shot. I have spent my time enjoying amazing cities. Traveling, sightseeing, talking. Busy busy, fun fun. I have taken care of business. I have taken pictures. I have taken bites of new food. Sips of new drinks. I have engaged in lively … Continue reading …
Early morning… I catch a glimpse of myself in the mirror. I look like death. Two cups of coffee, a shower, and some makeup later… I catch a glimpse of myself, and I look like death in makeup. 😐 Continue reading Death Becomes Her
All you need is love. No, wait… All you need is cleavage and killer shoes. Continue reading Heart of Stone
I’m stretched out on a tiny bed. In a tiny room. In a tiny apartment. In a tiny building. On a tiny street. In a tiny village. In a tiny city. On a tiny island. In a tiny country. On a tiny planet. Orbiting a tiny sun. In an infinite universe. The universe gave me a gift. I think I’ll take it. Continue reading Perspective
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