Well, Good Evening Madam, May I take your coat? Your hat? No? Well, that's all right, come right in. Make yourself at home Pardon me for being a little bit standoffish, but may I ask what it is that you hold in your hand? No? Hmmm, again, with the "No". You are so mysterious. Don't [...]
My Dear Sweet Briar, Lately, I can seem to get you off my mind. I have been dreaming of you. Bittersweet dreams. Dreams that, at times, drape around my shoulders like a thick blanket. Warm and heavy, I find them comforting. It is in those times that I forget. I forget what it took to [...]
Dear Tuesday, Why, oh why do you feel like Monday? Is this just the first repetition in a Groundhog Day series of events? No. Please. No. It's early yet, let's get a cuppa joe down (or two) and reassess. You may feel like a Tuesday yet! I believe in you. Signed, Cautiously Optimistic
And now for some whimsy. Is that a mushroom on that cow's back?
Dear Briar, It's raining again today and it mirrors how my heart aches. I could not get you off my mind this weekend. Nothing could distract me. And I tried. I really did. I tried to watch television, to sleep. I even tended the garden. But you were there. In everything. Every bloom, every character. [...]
And it isn't even his birthday!
Son of a B#*&$!!!
I know that we haven't spoken in a while, but I thought it would be best to have a bit of distance between us. I thought it would help with the pain. I thought I could start to forget. That was foolish and I apologize. You are part of me. You always will be. Recently, [...]
Views from the train. Oshawa edition.