A sailor and a gypsy walk in to a bar…
Stillson Street, Rochester NY. Bittersweet memories. Unfortunately, only the bad times come back to me. But, it’s a new city since I left. 16 years to refresh.
Sometimes I feel like this is the wreckage that’s left inside of me. Beautiful sun and water shows a chance of repair and renewal. But the first thing I see is brokenness. Spring will come as it always does and choices are made to… Continue Reading “Broken Dock”
When I was on active duty, I was in charge of taking care of people, their safety, millions of dollars in equipment-the usual. 😂 So, I would always check my work on the planes, have someone else check it, then check it again. This… Continue Reading “Travel Tips…(That I will most likely forget or ignore over and over again)”
Just when I think everything is shit and I’m stuck in the circus of my head, the universe will throw me a sunny day. Then, miraculously I’m able to catch a glimpse of gratitude to help put things back into perspective. I’m not a… Continue Reading “Sunshine In Amsterdam”
Moon overtakes the sun. Sun overtakes the moon. Death always becomes us.