I promise them it won't be much longer--three weeks more, and then hills, cold, quickened pulse, thickened blood. They punish me anyway, for keeping them in one place so long.
A Promise made in Spring
The night before a new adventure begins, filled with anticipation and excitement. Hopeful. Nervous. Ready.
Packing up my house that I have lived in for 14 years has me sentimental and uncertain about the future
On the train. New music by The Necks in my sweaty hand. Nothing to play it on ... yet ...