September 30th

The final breath of a much appreciated rest at the mountain’s peak. A break in the clouds in the last afternoon of the working week. The dial tone after that long-delayed call to a distant friend. The visible bottom of the jar, signalling the peanut butter’s end. A single strip of green remaining for the Read More

Framing

From the top? Okay, officers.   I weren’t even anywhere near the bank at the time. Which bank? And when was this again? This morning? No, certainly not this morning. Why would I need to go to the bank so early? Nobody goes to the bank that early, especially not me. Besides, I don’t even Read More