This sip of coffee warms me up. It wakes up my insides, dusts offthe cobwebs that have formedovernight. To say that I don’t need coffeewould be like saying the sun doesn’t need the moon,Or me not needing you. It’s ridiculous and untrue.
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Field Notes #12
Forgotten Thoughts from my Typewriter
People spend their entire lives looking for the perfect moment When we’re children we dream of adulthood, looking for the future as if it’s gone somewhere without us. One day we wise up, start forgetting the past, living in the now, and resolve to praying for the future. In life we encounter conflict, we wonderContinue reading “Forgotten Thoughts from my Typewriter”
Field Notes Series: #4
Oh to be king Of my own little world The things I would doAnd see I’d find my Queen And it would be Just you And me.
Field Notes Series: #2
June 21, 1893 Ruth and I took the train into Chicago for the fair. It was hot, unbelievably hot, but our excitement was too great to be extinguished by the heat. We had heard they were unveiling some sort of new attraction and we had to see what the fuss was about. When we arrivedContinue reading “Field Notes Series: #2”
Field Notes series: #1
During quarantine my wife and I were sitting on our back porch enjoying the weather when we sparked a conversation up about creative outlets. My wife is an amazing artist, and when she decides to draw something she does it with excellence. I had recently bought some pocket notebooks from a company called “Field Notes”Continue reading “Field Notes series: #1”
