Going Alone

When I dove into the sea just now I banged into something fishy. Not a shark of course, but a fish, maybe a stingray. I was startled, ...

I came up with a way to punctuate the day with completion, a way to mark each day as done through a single activity rich in decided...

I slept in this morning and my schedule is off. I’m half an hour behind on everything I normally do, and this is more than a little...

Settling in now. Life routine has reconfigured and is becoming set, locked in in a way. It’s that way on vacation too, after a few days....

I kinda blew it last night. I spoiled the fun a little at Emily’s twenty-second birthday party—happy birthday, sweetie!—after wearing...

My thoughts were on process today: how to best organize my days and my activities to make good use of my remaining good years. Hopefully,...

My body is giving me a break today. Fewer pains. And the brain seems more alert. It’s like driving an old car moving this body around all...

Happy Thanksgiving Day to my fellow Americans and USA residents. I hope that everyone has much to be thankful for. For me, I’m grateful...

The light over my Bible went out, again. So, I’ll need to read my Bible this morning in the dark. I’m on the last chapter of Hosea,...

Day thirteen. I was sick the last two days, and prudence advised I stay home and not go to the sea. Damn prudence, always knowing what’s...

It’s a slow week at work, though I’m working hard not to lessen my resolve and effort to make good use of both my work time and my free ...

It was a rough day yesterday, though I did not let that prevent me from being productive at work. I’m sick. Not so sick I need a day...

I think I picked up the flu Emily had. My goodness, how illness robs us of spirit and will. Luckily, it’s a short week and I’ve already...

In the water earlier than usual today... Our chores are all done. We’re both well fed. And the dogs enjoyed a super long walk. Why wait...

Yesterday washed over me like a wave, a good wave, churning and heavy and bubbling with crashing foam. I’ve known this experience...

The ocean is sinking into me again. Coming here daily, and jumping in, has washed something old and musty from me. Not my age—I can’t...

We’re out of coffee, but that’s alright. I’ll make a pot of tea which I won’t even sip. That’s ’cause I slept well last night (for a...

As I left our little house Yumiko called out “I think you’re too late tonight.” She’s right. It’s always too late… Or too early… Never...

I awoke feeling old today. That persistent pain in my knee. My flabby form. My failing physical constitution. And especially those...

Cold is a good word. I probably shouldn’t go in there. But what would the old me in the convalescent home want me to do? “Go in” that...