what (are) we are;

“Still at the wedding haha had one drink too many.” “Are you tipsy now…” “Haha a bit.” “You’re not texting me drunk right…” Because I am always sober thus (self)responsible to remember why and how we would not work – why this emotional investment will only leave me in the negative; why for all of … More what (are) we are;

in September…

August has given way to September, and August boy too… has become September boy. I think of lush leaves greeting autumn by slowly shedding their vibrant green; those of which sparkled during the sunny days of summer are now a myriad of earthen colors with faint, crisp texture that produce a gentle rustling sound when … More in September…