My journal of big words and pretty pictures
I want to be happy. That sort of blissful abandon that makes everyone around you sick of your annoying perkiness. It’s not that I’m ungrateful or unappreciative of what I have. I am unbelievably fortunate in so many ways, and I am truly thankful for that. But there are riptides of stress and worry roiling … Continue reading Hue are you
Elvis on blue velvet, sexy and luxurious. Deep, dark and sultry, a mysterious veil is drawn over the world. His bold silhouette stands against the sapphire sky, glowing embers set the fringe ablaze.
Bathed in the glow of a blue moon, they gather. Speaking in hushed tones, talk turns to serious matters, words too harsh for the bright light of day. Blue language peppers their discussions, being men of a certain age common civilities are irrelevant. Bitter debate dissolves into ribald tales of blue virgins, willingly turned to … Continue reading Blues Brothers
Thin spiral notebook 