i like my alone time. serene solitude. quiet moments where i can manifest and ponder. however, sometimes in my restful respite the odd lad or lass pops in to offer his or her companionship. he’s an artist or she’s a muso. he’s a pop culture icon or she’s a rock legend. i seem to appreciate…
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35 days on the (yellow brick) road.
“you’re on your own. and you know what you know. and you are the one who’ll decide where to go.” -dr. seuss it is the strangers you meet on the road that you end up falling madly in love with. the likeminded drifters that become darling soul-friends. at least that is what my literary…