Category Archives: aging

doodles

There is a pencil-drawn daisy blossom at the side of this page a lovely female eye with carefully rounded shading a bizarre Byzantine curly-cue inhabits two corners as if this whole page is a photo removed or about to be … Continue reading

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21 celsius

Today I turned twenty-one in celsius (sort of) if you want to do the math it means I am older than those who are supposed to know better That makes me a lot older than I could ever have imagined … Continue reading

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Jalopy

In car years by most standards my Honda Accord and great grand pappy are closely related like we’ve had it nine years this November it still passes the clean air test and anything else within reason no problem We’ve looked … Continue reading

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