Archive For December 4, 2017
Some days the old runner doesn’t feel all that excited about writing. Writing a hell of a lot like running. Some days you just gotta do it whether you’re in the mood or not. The old runner was a septuagenarian before he finally came to grips with his soul’s, his spirit’s, essence of contrariness….
His favorite Xmas carol is no Christmas carol at all. Had a dream last night. He was screaming. Screaming with the red hot chirping pain in his left knee. Screaming at the burning ember in his left hip. Could hear himself screaming. It was scary. Startled awake, his left knee hurt like Hell. Left…