My Butterflies Don’t Like Me

It really bothers me when my butterflies are pissed at me… butterflies: the inner-most-beings that reside in me…they won’t talk to me…they never really like me, but since they’re stuck with me, they atempt intelligent conversation…I really make them mad when I ignore them…They are so touchy… when I talk to a friend that I… Continue reading My Butterflies Don’t Like Me

Whittling Life

Space is eternal it seems. On going, never ending and definately not forgiving. What we must do to move through these years of life is exhausting, emotionally and physically. Each day, becoming more and more difficult to get through. Those of us forced into a life of sun up to sun down pay the most.… Continue reading Whittling Life