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The Gravity of Decisions

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       As he rolls over, the covers move too easily. There should be tension from her body; like a butterfly wrapped in a cocoon… But he’s alone. It’s a little warmer than usual today, as he turns off the fan and notices an Autumn smell.       Rhythmically descending the stairs, he stop to lean in the doorway. The sun shining through the kitchen windows, forming her silhouette. Hair’s up with the kitchen coming to life. Like an engine room… she is baking for later and cooking breakfast for now.      In a flash, she’s twisting like a slow-motion tornado has absconded her away from the ingredients and taken her breath away. Waltzing with her love; on the way to morning’s first kiss. She thanks him for the handwritten note he laid out the night before. Always one-step ahead of the other, their life is spent in a ‘surprising romance.’       After a difficult courtship, they’ve enjoyed something different every day....

State of Affairs

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  It hurts too much to write.  Putting everything into words requires a painful level of reflection.  Stationary pens don't take you to uncomfortable places.    ~ Michael L. Craver   2025, my home has fewer material objects. The freezer is full of vegetables and pizza; the cabinet is stocked with cigars. Sitting by the open summer window during the hottest year on record. Thermostat on 81. Work is Monday through Wednesday, Friday and Saturday. Ninety percent of my musical choices are instrumental. Pianos or violins play as the quiet house remains stress free. Sleeping when the mood hits, with no consistent amount or routine. Resting in my ergonomic office chair or the twin bed in my spare room. I’ve known it since I was 15. Why not a new one? What’s the difference… Missing the dogs, but not the mess. Tool sit still while the world turns. Last Summer was full of projects. Fresh leather for wrestling belts indoors and trail maintenance to abs...