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Haikus that touch the heart of my passions and my quest for answers and fun.
The not-so-definitive guide for getting past your blocks and to what you really want to be doing
A poem on a Penn Station wall inspired my own poem about what I want, need, and hope for at this difficult moment.
That was my life now. Blank. I was diving into the scary unknown and for the first time in my life I was not going to have a say on my future. So I deflated my ego down to 6 words.
No one had prepared me for the possibility that I might feel this way. I mean, this was supposed to be the happiest day of my life. And I didn't want to be there.
Little Boy was a good boy and his mother loved him as long as he did his homework and his father worked and made money so they could enjoy nice things.
This world's logistics overwhelm me. Appointments, lunch dates: aaaah! But usually, I get by. Me being me, it all feels kind of mystical.
