Browsing Category: Journal Pages

        I’m tired.  I want to write a romance, but I don’t have the words tonight.  I’ll leave it as a dream, and at that, I go to sleep.

               Morning started off.  I believed it could be (and still can), but it isn’t the best start.                5:30, alarm set by my daughter goes off.  She sleeps through, but her little brother, one room over, doesn’t.  Awake, he comes out and asks if he could take a shower.                Seeing no reason or […]

               I love being a baseball home, the basket by back door specific for balls and gloves—designated by our matriarch—and how, being boys, we often fall short in order and organization, even with guidance, and how our gloves are most often rest by whichever door last used to go outside and play, symbol and sign […]

        I’m sitting in our middle school parking lot beside a snowed over track and field.  My son Matthew met with a friend and is going for a mile run, not on track but cleared parking lot (an audible with reality and conditions on the ground).           He came to honor a […]

        I sit in porch smoking cigar.  Cold’s not bad in light of the sun.  I feel like I’ve done a lot, though I couldn’t give a definition of just what that “a lot” has been—one of those feelings of slow and steady working that’ll maybe suddenly materialize in outcome after slogging with little to […]

        Another test: in a few weeks, we are going skiing.  Over the time: it’s Valentine’s Day, it’s Court Warming for our two Freshmen, Audrey has a friend that is having birthday where “everyone will be there.”  She doesn’t want to go on the trip.         Personally, I don’t care what she does.  If […]

        I’m sitting in my reading chair in the office.  I read a bit, but I think I’m done.  Quiet and mood are gone.  Beneath me, bedroom beneath, my son is on a VR and I can hear him talking and squealing and making noises for something I do not, and have no care to, understand.   […]

               “And you shall hear of wars and rumours of wars.  See that ye be not troubled.  For these things must come to pass, but the end is not yet.  For nation shall rise against nation, and kingdom against kingdom, and there shall be pestilences, and famines, and earthquakes in places: Now all these are […]