Are we home yet?

Did we take that right at the roundabout? Where you kept telling me we'd be fine if we didn't go by the book, Of how to set us right, That home was around the corner, just out of sight. We were thinking of different things, Like stars that align in shapes only for our eyes, … Continue reading Are we home yet?



I stand atop a mound of memories, Inspired by the Kondo decluttering tribe. I will tonight, Be grateful to the memories weve made, And gently set them aside. Out in the real world, I think they point to me amd call me a hoarder, Because I don't let go, Of little details piling up into … Continue reading Declutter