Infinitely Distracting

Each day is a blank page, if you choose to read it in that way. And on the blank page, much can be written, and much has been written.

I was thinking in song, stalking it, walking all around it and looking at it from different angles. I wondered if there was a greater audience than the nocturnal creatures I entertained each night,

Someone might be dying to find out how all this is going to end, someone might be.

One thing leads to another, always it does. We cannot avoid that or detain it in any way.

Things lost and found, kept and unkept, kempt and unkempt, disregarded and discarded. There's no stopping time, no time to look behind. This episode comes with a song, "Saving grace" from the album, "Sea-shanties for Landlubbers" (2004). (Image of a Toowoomba sunset)

The Polaroid clicks and then spits out a blue grey square of captured moment.

It sure is dark down there, but this is where one wants to go, so, … one must go on.

Is that where you want to be?

By the time she gets to the bottom of the stairs a light evening shower has sprinkled magic in the streets and all over town, releasing the perfume of freshly crushed rain. On

And here we are. Chapter 100. Cause for celebration. A feat of resilience, example of endurance, a grand folly, one could think.