Flight

Once in a great while I detect glimpses, sensations, impulses; what it felt like, those intrepid days of youth, out of the house, seeding my own liberation, or so I thought; I could dress up, casting spells upon the dance floor, long wavy auburn hair flowing about me,...

Old Journal Entry

Going back into my journals for the first time in years, I discover it’s interesting to note how clearly I perceive things now, compared to 15 years ago. For all those sheltering in isolation with others they are not quite used to being with 24/7, perhaps these...