the long and broken road

lots of breaks and disconnects in october and november and december
and it may be time to reconcile this once again...
i never was much good at wanting to keep track of time...

the long and broken road that leads me back to your door
is a bit of begged borrowed and stolen words that rhyme...

it's an old song you must recognize
and remember
to understand
(icywtk)

December 2011

(private)
doritos for dinner

morning catch up
never enough time
timing is a lot
so what's new?



(private)
still love you

today was tomorrow yesterday, ya know?

someday, no really, someday

just for the record
arriving home
primal daily philosophy lesson 1
fun
(private)
lols and alases
sense
everdream
i coulda sworn i had a blog for bowling
reports of constipation have been
(private)
time running out on the weekend

(private)
alases and laughter
botts theory
(private)
blessed are the onces who remember to feel
give and give some more

too much fun, not enough time
enjoying myself















huh?




sleep must

number eleven number eleven number eleven

sites i saw #261

blessed are the ones who remember to feel

archives?

for no apparent reason

lols and alases


for no apparent reason

(private)
(private)
noticing
wow, really?
just in case
no really, what?
magic moments
getting stuff done
(private)
wonky ouchy
ouchy day

headache lingers
poor baby
(private)
lost along the way
cellophane
techincality
long and broken road
october 2011
november 2011
december 2011
the writer says: be
blessed
writing the record
once again, amazed



message from the future past:
cuz
pauses happen
on the
the long and broken road

(in time i shall repair the links above)

October 2011

(private)
(private)
mostly newish
long fun weekend
sept 2011
poser
these blogging lives
where to put what
fact or fiction is relative to choice (private)
does it matter
body blows
vaguely remember
home a bit
flip a card, any card
blogpaths
red canyon
day off
commentarium
gotta sleep
beautiful morning
sites i saw 250
private blogging
tweet 289
tweet 290
tweet 291
catching up with myself
catching up with myself
sites i saw 251
and the changes
comments elsewhere
cleaning, laundry, facebook
back to the same
how to not sleep all night
tweet 295
how to not sleep
someone to love
tweet 297
(private)
comments elsewhere
(private)
comments elsewhere
the cat and the canary
alrighty then, sorta
cats
heading into a softball weekend
tweet 300
sometimes i wonder (softball)
home from work, off to play
fumbly bumbly win
silly, sleep already
to make it better
house call
let's get physical
sleep is good
pickles
ted turner broadcasting
home late, wake early
comments elsewhere
private blogs
sweet exhaustion
(private)
fatigue
sites is saw 252
sites i saw 253
sites i saw 254
comments elsewhere
workaholic
feeling alone
sites i saw 255
just the way it is
hydration
for no apparent reason (b sides) (new blog)
the ssaddest song you'll ever hear
this strange affair of life
sites i saw 256
strange threads
relaxing afternoon
good softball loss
sites i saw 257
comments lost and fb threads
sites i saw 258
sites i saw 259
sites i saw 260
just keep writing
comments elsewhere
oh come on now
skidaddling
home again (rinse, lather, rinse, and repeat)
softball on my mind
find myself awake
compartmentalizing
instance eh
work wakes me
not enough, but better than nothing
just relaxing

i will be back to update someday

(private)
(private)
wow, again
pauses
not just tv anymore
so i look at the blogger dashboard

message from the future:

cuz
pauses happen
on the
the long and broken road

(in time i shall repair the links above)

once

once there was a way...

to get back home... word.

once upon a time
i made a promise to myself
i gave a promise to myself
i said that love will never end
and i will always be a friend
and i will always stay in touch
and i still want to this much

beyond a dream
and just once
to share the understanding
to share everything

once

so i continue writing every day
no matter what the world may say
no matter how or why you're here
or even if no one is there
the words will be
the thoughts will be
eternally

beyond the printed page


here, here, and here...

here, there, and everywhere... word.