Timing is everything and no more so than with love.

"My sincere view is that the commitment of our forces to this fight was done with a casualness and swagger that are the special province of those who have never had to execute those missions - or bury the results ( Read more... )

My aunt Elizabeth died today. It wasn't a surprise. We knew it was coming. Six months ago she had been diagnosed with terminal lung cancer. She is one of those people that had never smoked a cigarette their entire life and still gets lung cancer. She didn't drink alcohol. She ate healthy and lived an active life. Most of her entire life she ( Read more... )

I began this journal as a dialogue but in reading back I haven't said what I started out to say. Not at all. When it came down to it I balked. I couldn't bring myself to stand naked, my self delusions revealed and like I've done my entire life I began to back away. It is easier to edge away, to stand not in the light and pretend that nothing is ( Read more... )

Although I think of her every day, three days ago the second anniversary of Inge's death slipped by unremembered by me. When it occurred to me that I had forgotten I found myself weeping. Two years later and I am still grieving.

I think Dante missed a level of Hell - the one where the damned are tortured by cats in heat.

Cynthia reemerges again.
Come on over. Don't be late. See you then. Call me, she says.
Ha, ha. Fool me once shame on you. Fool me twice shame on me.
Fool me thrice...

Invited to a party, I showed up three hours late.
(One must be fashionably late I was taught.)

I stay home and eat sushi.

I go out and my eardrums ring.
It is sad when friends have a falling out.

Today was an complete waste of time.
Today would have been an utter waste of time except that I found my lost TV remote.