“Take my hand,” I said, louder than I thought I had, until I saw all the people looking. I reached up for her hand, “Hold my hand, please.” I kept my tone in check, maybe. She looked down at me, smiling, bright blue eyes… Continue Reading “Hand Holding”
Gray sky matches my mind, Obfuscated and full of gloom. The freezing temps match my heart, Frozen without your love. Here I lay in morning gray, Cold without your touch. Maybe someday I’ll know summer.
My car read -13. It’s -40 with windchill. We are as cold as Hoth. I was mildly disappointed when I stepped outside, however. I didn’t feel like a popsicle. I felt pretty good in the cold. However, my car disagreed with me plenty. Every… Continue Reading “Welcome to Hoth”