I picked an object that witnessed 9/11 (I chose St. Patrick's Cathedral) and described 9/11 from its perspective. I am one hundred and forty years old, born in 1878, and built from wood, nails, and love. The workers hammered all day, wiping their sweaty foreheads, and I took their energy and grew on it. I … Continue reading Night blooming Cereus
Tag: mental health
Happy Hour
I walk 3 miles everyday. Cherry was my Mr. Watson until she started sit walking, at which point I decided to walk alone or with a friend. Let me explain - Cherry used to walk briskly but decided that letting the shrubs and lizards go unattended was not worth it. She started poking her nose … Continue reading Happy Hour
