Monday, Change did not come. Tuesday, Change did not come. Wednesday, still no Change. Thursday, Change briefly stopped in. Friday, Change sundered in and flipped me the bird, which was totally unnecessary. I didn't doubt Change would come. It had been humanity's companion. Photo by Alexas Fotos on Pexels.com When I was born in Pennsylvania …
Warning: This post is a bit wobbly and may be subject to fits of rambling thought. This last week, I was sick with a cold so awful that all I could do was come from work everyday and go to bed. As I type this I really hope that the last of it has left …
Several of my friends are moving. New homes and new starts. That's what I think of moving. A chance to begin again even if nothing else is changing. Changing your most intimate spaces can bring the breath of fresh air that a life needs. There is a part of me that has been discontent for …
Lucinda Rose 