floating through transition
Greetings and love blog tribe Please pardon yesterday's silence. I didn't want to just swing by these parts and complain about my foot - which is finally on the good side of better. I feel like I'm standing on the beach watching the tide come in, waiting for the part when it reaches up and kisses my toes. I haven't had to deal with a real winter since 2009/2010, and back then I was staying with my parents - writing The Carrier, some poetry, and...