When I can’t think or do but stare down roads or watch the walls confusing light for sound crossing days off with indecision the empty sky and lonely road meet who knows where. When days run quiet half future half past there may remain a question I don’t mind and that’s ok; so if the…… Continue reading To Parts Unknown
When I got to the gym Saturday morning I did not have a plan. No surprise. I showed up at 10:00 a.m. which, according to Google, is “very busy” at this time. I had no choice. I often have to plan my gym time while my son is at baseball practice. I had two hours…… Continue reading What I Talk About When I Talk About Lifting #4
He manages like someone tending a garden standing looking around down on his knees pulling weeds smashing snails spraying insecticide doing what he can to flourish with green with good soil for tomorrow.
The smell of Food Center renting movies from Bi-Rite Quince’s forever crawdads and Now & Later’s the Candy Store for raver clothes splashing into the lake, a jump from the pier a beach arcade no longer there when Steven Stayner died when Stephan Gray died when Selena died I sat in front of the television…… Continue reading Merced Minutiae