Living on the Edge

Yesterday morning, as my minivan started up, the orange dot reminded me that “Shit, I forgot to fill up the tank. Oh, well, I have 7 miles left. That’s more than enough.”

Cast-offs

Abandoned are these clothes that lie lifeless on the floor of my mobile home.

5 minute musings

I’ve set the egg timer. When the egg dings, my writing time is up! Will this encourage me to just write freely without over analyzing everything I write?