@yellowfevre
Bodhisattva. Psychotherapist. Anglophile. Off the clock on social media. Fine art and music are my muses. I miss Tom Petty. —- “And let thy feet, millenniums hence, be set in midst of knowledge." - Tennyson
It’s my kind of bar: some chairs neatly spaced along one wall; others illuminating random small lamps of existentialism between them. It feels like soothing warm liquid being poured somewhere.
The Athenian Armenian grocery list of you forgot to pick up at the pink Hospice on Gilchrist last night.
Thank you. Everyone needs this today.
My therapist from many moons ago used to strongly encourage garden therapy. Digging in the dirt, hands grounding with the soil, connecting our bodies, psyches and souls with Mother Earth.
I’ve always thought this was one of poetry’s goals.
Late night memes.
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Lookit dat gorgeous face!
Enjoy the preciousness amidst the commands.
10/10 for execution:
Outstanding form.
Creative energy conservation.
Those ears.
Beauty AND brains.
Under the cherry blossoms
strangers are not
really strangers
- Issa
I could see me in it.
I'm excited for you, and a tad envious. Colorado is yummy. Mountains! Write me when you're settled in.
Big time love to Penzeys. Just superb. 🤩
You've been blessed to have found each other. Hugs and kisses to two of my favorite humans. *waving to Matt*
They had nowhere to go since there would never be proof of a crime, thanks to Starlink.
Couldn't come up with the right angle knowing they'd never be able to prove a crime had been committed, no body would ever be found.
Takes me back twenty-some years ago, sitting at some Fells Point bar drinking scotch with friends while John Hiatt and John Prine play in the background.
Oh dear. I know nothing of your story so can only wish you and your family all the best. May the wind be at your back.
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Oh, wonderful. Please tell me more about her - who she was, what she enjoyed doing, what was important to her, the sound of her voice, how she smelled, what she called you… there’s so much I want to know about her.
What a sweet boy! Surely he’d love to have his own family with which to romp. 🐕🐾🐾🐕
Though knowing his psychological profile, he’s heard about this by now & has a retort ready, some kind of new punishment he’s made up for those who bounce. He is the king, after all, above the law, and therefore has the unchallenged ability to waive his sword at will.
I really wish they’d seat themselves, pause a few, get up and leave.
Why, direct experience, of course. When the monthly Social Security check they earned is no more and mortgage/rent is due and there’s no food in the frig or power to run the A/C in the blistering summer heat of the South.
To answer you, I’d have to think about it. To think about it, my blood will boil and I will feel stabby, as The Bloggess liked to say.
Some truths amidst a field of cursive language.
I saved yours. Made me laugh. Could’ve been me, too.
I’m not on long or often enough anymore to keep tabs on life in the social media lane. You know it’s always a special pleasure when I get to see you.
I figured Dems feared (pfft) a Rethuglican backlash if they used the word “stolen”(when it aptly fit this time).