As I pack up my belongings to make way for the construction workers, I reflect on all the other times I’ve moved. At the midway point of getting things boxed and stowed, I believe this is a feeling to which anyone who has ever moved can relate.
Continue ReadingA short story I wrote inspired by the song Stay by Sugarland.
Continue ReadingYou can’t stop somebody from leaving.
Continue ReadingHell hath no….
Continue ReadingPacking to leave is everybody’s nightmare.
Continue ReadingThree years ago my children helped me move. Today, I need the title for my truck.
Continue ReadingThe last minute collector of stray objects. Remember when you see that last lot of things and go, Oh Shit! Where do I put these?
Continue ReadingAn Ode to the beach. I grew up in Cannes, and feel it is a very importent part of all our lives. All the people who have lived next to the beach will understand this poem I have written straight from my heart.
Continue ReadingWell guys it’s just 11 days before I fly out of here to go to Europe for 3 months (or until the money runs out… haha).
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