Feeling centered before the big weekend…

Warning: If you are a family member reading this blog, stop it. It is not anonymous to you and is the same kind of invasion as rooting through my personal belongings. Get your own blog!

I’m feeling pretty good about the weekend ahead. I’ll be myself and let others do what they need to do.

Everyone will have their own space to run to if they need it, including the cat!

I think she’s becoming more feral as she gets older.

I have handed in one paper and am working on another even as I write this entry.

One paper a a time, is my motto.

Valentine’s Day came and went, so here are the special haiku just for the occasion, if a day late…

#10.
eyes beckon, “come here”
deep gasps, stomach shuddering,
cradled in your hand.

#11.
stretching, arching, spine
you cry like seagulls flying
through the salty mist.

#12.
your blue eyes dilate
and your mouth opens in surprise
at the sudden gift.

Johnnyboy

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Johnnyboy is a queer recovering alcoholic. For the moment he is also the primary caregiver for his mother, who suffers from age-related cognitive impairment. She is happy as a lark and is surrounded by a crew of sober women which gives him the freedom he needs to get out of town. When he is not at home in Somewheresville, he is searching out the proper path to travel for happiness and joy. He is a photographer who believes in the digital age, but feels that film is still where its at. He has a darkroom and works in it. He is single and is in remarkably great physical condition for all the damage he has submitted his body to. His cardiologist is very happy. Johnnyboy is over the age of 35.