It's in the silent pause between "thanks for meeting me" and "I'll see you soon." All the words are tied up in blue ribbon. I could let them hang until they unwind like the telephone cord or I could just give them up in the twisted bunch to let someone else untangle the mess I …
I stayed away all these days…
There's this thing about being here in this space...the thing that told me for sure that I wanted to write. The thought that my words were out there for someone else to drink, to dream, to scold, to scoff - all of it. I felt it the first time someone replied to an entry. It …
Dixie's Road Trip 