Pedals Falling for the General

The pedals of my bike rotated clockwise as I pedaled down the street my bum foot protruding from the bicycle’s pedal. It was a lovely Fall day and the wind was blowing up hot little dust tornadoes that would sweep down the asphalt. I’ve always been an avid biker, not that I compete or anything,Continue reading “Pedals Falling for the General”

The Strength of Black and White Handcuffs

Black and white handcuffs still my arms as I wake from my sleeplessness. I’ve woken into a categorized world and I’m no category. I’m a misnomer. This is how I feel now after living with TBI. There seems to be no place for my wild heart to roam in this chaotic world. As my fingersContinue reading “The Strength of Black and White Handcuffs”

Tearing out the Seams

Twwp! Hssh! Twwp! With my surgery coming up and in my feeble house decorating mode, I had decided that I was going to make an ottoman… The seams on the curtain wiggle and tore back and forth as I patiently cut them outfit seemed almost like a curtain surgery. Sounds like there’s a joke toContinue reading “Tearing out the Seams”

Barista, Coffee Art

Perfk, perfk, perfk, drip, drip, drip… The coffee pot spits out the rest of its long awaited delivery. Like a messenger cloaked in chocolatey brown, the coffee pot delivers, like an amazon same day delivery. Today’s brew is a little different than usual. The coffee filter nestled inside, like a has a special combination ofContinue reading “Barista, Coffee Art”