The old woman lived alone in a shack with her cats, ’til she died. Her critters, who knows what happened to them? For several years I drove past the dilapidated old house twice a day. In the winter, you could see a path up to the house and a car in the drive. Continue reading “The Old Woman”
Month: January 2018
The Abyss
Laying awake again in the silent of night, you approach the edge. It’s the greatest place to “fall” into the shadows, into the night…black. Your abyss of the heart is a never ending depth of regret, remorse, and “what if I would haves.” You are the only one who knows the depth. Searching the feeling and sorting the emotions, you’re reminded of past missed adventures. Continue reading “The Abyss”