It runs deep most times. …………Humor. Naught else. ( I love to laugh at the odd passing ………………squirrels! ( Enough about the damn...

When I’m gone are you going to enjoy me? When the squirrels Sid and Nancy no longer play out my window. When they’re gone. When I don’t...

I fell asleep again on my glasses..so it’s broken and resting lopsided on my face. In the dancing beautiful nightmare that is my mind I...