Gimme... Yeah,...I want... Umgonnahaf... Lemmeget... . Tell you what I want. Are ya' listenin'?? Not a single please nor thank you. Not. One. And her daughter-in-puffy-jacket walked directly in front of me several times while carting coffee mugs to and fro, deciding a teacher gift. Not once did that 11- or 13-year-old child make eye … Continue reading Christmas Coffee in Syosset, Lawn Guyland 2015
Somerset, VA. DJDawson 2017
Winding down work. Most loose ends knotted. House on the market; the agent's sign hangs tall at the bottom corner of the lawn. Mapped out my packing plan between now and moving day. Scheduling dinner dates, drink gatherings, letmeseeyouoncemore times. It will be weird not going to marching band rehearsals; weird not witnessing the steady … Continue reading June 6, 2016. Journal entry.
Someone to come home to. What a novel idea. Why didn't I think of this sooner? Singlehood and I have been a haphazard pair going on 13 years next month. Twice I seriously tried to cut bait and try a new, real, partner but neither of us were ready. So, we have rabbleroused and … Continue reading Welcome Mat. May 26, 2015.
Heading north this morning. I try not to say "heading home"; leaving here is leaving home, and so is leaving there. I come home to both places. A life not divided but widened by space and time, and the exciting horizon of possibilities for all of us. #charlottesville #amtrak #alwaysheadinghome
My first Dailey & Vincent concert. During the long-distance part of the LDR, this event every March marked a later Sunday morning phone call, especially if The Guy 'ran squad' the night before. We'd talk after the concert was over, late afternoon/early evening. I've heard about it, never got to go. Until today. Only seven … Continue reading Bluegrass Sunday.