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I tool to the coffee cart, mid morning, my latest new bad habit, to get a cup of cheap but sugary coffee from Jose. He always gives me a large despite asking for a medium, the way a bartender would … Continue reading
Late, en route to a job, my sugar suddenly drops causing me to feel faint. Stupidly skipping breakfast in my frenzy to leave realize, if I don’t eat something fast I’ll be in big trouble. I have no cash, no … Continue reading
My friend Mimi died, passed away peacefully in her sleep. Though well into her 80s, it’s not a comfort when someone says, she lived a good life. Maybe so, but my sadness still surrounds me like a scrim I can’t quite see … Continue reading
A man I do some work for with a bad back, asked if I’d meet his flight at Kennedy, offering to pay generously to help with his bags. I would have done so anyway, played porter just to be kind, … Continue reading
These made me smile. Where the fuck’s the bus. Didn’t ya hear me knockin? I own Boardwalk and all the hotels. And then Babar said, we’re off to go shopping, and he and Mrs. Babar, though in debt, lived happily … Continue reading
Now I’ve seen everything. It’s not unusual nowadays to see those asking for money with pets at their side. Dogs, cats…and they get me every time. I see those big eyes of a Pitt or a kitten curled up, and just … Continue reading
When I run on the Central Park track, I’m always in the company of squirrels starting their day. I usually walk a bit, just to observe their busyness. They also remind me to stay present since they never seem worried … Continue reading