Saturday, January 29, 2011

I am, but I'm not.

I am neither married nor single, I'm divorced. I have children, but they do not live with me. They are a part of me so I am not together. In fact, sometimes I fall completely apart and I have nowhere to run. I live in a house, but I am homeless.

Wednesday, January 19, 2011

As I drive northbound up Hwy 20 toward my home I look out my left side window and see a spectacular sunset hovering just above the waters of the Puget Sound with colors of ever changing hue. Shades of pastel pink, something close to purple that melds into baby-blanket blue. And out my right side window the moon is brilliant yellow and large as it rises barely above the tips of the Cascade mountain foothills.

The air is cold, the sights are warm. A winter's night settles in.