As a middle aged man with middle class life I run outside in the predawn morning to put out the garbage before the trash squeals down the street to pick it up. I look up at the morning moon and stars and they smile, inviting me to dance with them. I smile back and I’m dancing in a eternity that lasts only a few moments as I’m called back to the house and the duties of a middle aged man in a middle class life.
2 comments:
Hi Bill! I was a student of yours back around 2005 at AiOC. Just thought I would drop a line and let you know I enjoy reading your blog. The illustrations are great especially paired with your prose.
Hi ho there Bill,
New follower here. You illustrations always make me smile and I love your honest prose, thoughts and half thoughts.
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