We are the Walrus

Last night an old man in a striped suit and heavy felt trilby hat sat in front of me on the subway. “All of us,” he said loudly.  “All of us,” more thoughtful.  “All of us,” agitated now.  It was then that I realized he wasn’t saying “all of us,” he was saying “walrus,” which … More We are the Walrus

A beginning

After years of veritable silence, I am trying to begin writing again. I’m intending this little spot to be a place to write about the little things happening in my life right now.  While big events have their place, it is not here.  This will be a haven for the day-to-day and am hoping to focus on … More A beginning