Tears

What are tears for? That’s my question for today. Or tonight. Whichever comes first. So many things. So many definitions. And I know most of them. I just don’t want to think about the words.

Absorbed in a book

I bought Don’t Let’s Go to the Dogs Tonight right before lunch. I plop myself into the last seat at the crowded bar at Longhorn’s, start reading, and the next thing I know, Diane the bartender is saying, “Hey, I’ve been talking to you a couple of times now and you didn’t hear a thing Continue reading Absorbed in a book