Lunch Break

Yesterday I made a spur of the moment decision to have lunch at The Bald Strawberry (in Melbourne FL), grab myself some vegan, gluten-free yumminess, not quite ready to re-hermit up at the house and hoping for a creativity charge there because I like the space.  I park and amble down the sidewalk, talking to myself, and as I enter the restaurant a very animated woman meets me at the door. Continue reading “Lunch Break”

History Repeating

“History Repeating” Propellerheads featuring Shirley Bassey

I love that song.

I’m reading The Death of Innocence, a book about Emmitt Till, and I’m also thinking about the reaction to animal abuse videos- how many people, nice people, react in aggressive horror, say they “just can’t take it,” have to “protect themselves.” Continue reading “History Repeating”

Damn Epiphany

a sudden, intuitive perception of or insight into the reality or essential meaning of something, usually initiated by some simple, homely, or commonplace occurrence or experience.

Yesterday I took a ten hour drive from Melbourne, Florida, where I live to Raleigh, North Carolina, where I lived for twenty-odd years before I moved off for love. Plenty of time for ponders in between decent music stations and singing jags.   Continue reading “Damn Epiphany”